I KNOW, I KNOW! It's been a while. I have had the best of intentions this past month to get on and post, but you know how life gets. One day passes, then two--next thing you know, it's been a month--I don't know where the time goes. I guess this is one instance where the thought DOESN'T really count; At least not until you publish it as a post...hahaha. Anyways, it's not for lack of a topic, just the time to compose them. So here I am, AGAIN, with lots of catching up to do. Feels like the story of my life. Oh well...So, everything with the pregnancy is still going well. Both baby and mom are healthy (dad is too), and everything seems to be "normal". I am 25 weeks plus 4 days today, which means I am nearing the end of the second trimester. CRAZY!!! Time is seriously flying by! It scares me to think that this baby is going to be here before we know it! There is Thanksgiving and Christmas, then New Year's, and shortly thereafter, the one year mark of having been with Damien, then Valentine's Day, and then the baby should come. I feel like the kid playing hide-and-go-seek who is half hanging out of his hiding spot when the seeker ends his count and calls out, "Ready or not, here I come!" I just hope we will be ready! Occasionally I feel a little overwhelmed at the daunting task of raising a child, but at the same time, I feel honored. Overall, I just can't wait to meet this little guy, especially as my body is starting to show evidence of his existence. It now seems the bulge of my belly is noticeably bigger every morning, and I love it! One of my favorite things is to feel him move and try to figure out what his position is. He definitely likes my right side better than the left. Most mornings, I wake up to a lop-sided stomach that peaks about 1 1/2 inches to the right of my belly button as I lay on my back. It makes me smile. Sometimes his movements get a little bit uncomfortable, but I think about how his bones and muscles are getting bigger and stronger with each little kick, and it makes it all worth it! I am continually amazed that my body can nourish and sustain this growing life and that it just seems to KNOW what to do. Creating a tiny person really is a miracle! Speaking of miracles...It will be a miracle if we can come up with a name before our little man is born. We have gone through hundreds of names and found, literally, only a few (like 2) that we like enough to even consider. Please feel free to help us out by sharing any boy names you like! Just don't be offended if we don't use them. :) Anywho, I will try to do better and post more often...ttys! --Tonja
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We had a hard time with names,too. I would print off two identical lists of names so we could look through and circle them privately and then we would compare. Right now you have twice as many as you need!
Dear Tonja:
Throughout the history of all past civilizations, the naming of a child was a highly important events in (and for) the child's life.
The people of the desert and the forest, wilderness or build-up communities: The Indians, Eskimos, Aboriginese, Chinese, Africans, Hebrews and later the Israelites, all had placed great importance in giving their children a "good start" in life by giving them a name with some purpose.
The name's meaning was a reflection of their wishes and hopes for their children. It was given in the form of an uttered wish, a desire, a prayer and a blessing. It was to indicate their life's destiny and mission. A name was not just a label, it indated someone special.
In some cases the "individual" name was combined with a name of a fore-father/mother that the child might be proud of or had some connection to.
Suggestions?: Do some private thinking and pondering and than, you as parents decide a good name for your ofspring. It has your blood and your genes. Only you two will know the best.
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