One Last Post, For Good Measure

It's 5:14 AM.

I'm inhaling the most delectable red grapes ever grown.

I just had two contractions hard enough to make me stay awake.

I have a doctors appointment this morning that I really didn't want to have to go to. Since I pretty much do have to go, I'm hoping he'll be all, "You're at a nine! Here, take this epidural and get on over to Labor and Delivery." If only epidurals worked that way. I would have been hooked up two months ago...

We are getting VERY anxious about whether this is a boy or a girl. I'm really quite surprised I've made it this long without finding out, I didn't think I had it in me. I can't say I haven't tried to sneak a look at my file when it has been accidentally left open, or studied my ultrasounds extra hard. But it was all to no avail--I don't read doctorese and ultrasounds look about as clear to me as my college calculus exams did.

For the record, I have been pretty convinced this is a boy all along. I don't have any real concrete reasons, and not even "mother's intuition" to fall back on. I just think it. I've been wrong a couple of times in my life, so I'm not ruling it out. One of my friends who has "predicted" accurately 17 births, says it's a girl. My sister, who arrived on Friday, took one look at me and said, "THAT is a girl." I'm so easily persuaded too. Since Sara got here, "He", aka "It" has been called "She".

You may be curious about our name choices. We believe pretty strongly in making this as much of a family experience as possible, so we've allowed Bo to pick the names. For a boy, he has chosen "Benny". Now, that's awful similar to his name---you might say. But, you'd be wrong. There is absolutely no correlation in his mind. Because Benny is the name of the blue ox on Dora---and Bo is most certainly not a blue ox. On Dora. But he'd like to be any part of Dora's eclectic entourage. And if he can't be, by darn, his baby brother will.

For a girl, he's picked "Little Bunyan". I of course hear "Little Bunion" every time, and although that makes me cringe a little----I know the process by which he came upon this precious name, so I can appreciate it in the end. His first choice, 4 or 5 months ago for a boy's name was "Paul Bunyan". Actually, that was his choice if it was a boy or a girl. When I explained how confusing that would be, he conceded and the next day came up with Little Bunyan for a girl.

It isn't missed on me that my little baby is named after a very large animal or a very large man.

Okay, I've only had one contraction while writing this. I'm going back to bed.