Ducky

[same_sky]

Since clearly we are all about the Big Name Question right now, M's bonding time with the duckling involved a little Q&A last night. We've discovered that if he puts his head on my belly and talks to her, she will start thumping around every time. (Almost every time, anyway.)

[Scene: He is talking. She is thumping, until he begins with this conversation.]

M: Hi, Bertha!
Ducky: ...
M: Should we name you Bertha?
Ducky: ...
M: Oh. Guess not. Okay. Lou! Hi, Lou!
Ducky: ...
M: Lou?
Ducky: ...
M: Is your name Lou?
Ducky: ...
M: How about Ducky? Is your name Ducky?
Ducky: *thumpthumpthumpbouncebingrattlethumpbingbadaboombingbing*
M: ...
Ducky: ...
M: You want your name to stay Ducky?
Ducky: *thumpthumpthumpbouncebingrattlethumpbingbadaboombingbing*
M & K: Oh, dear.

Ducky Yayer. You heard it here first. Oh, by the way! M said tonight that if we really can't decide between Bertha and Lou, he thinks we should do a friends-only LJ poll and he will go along with what the internet says. And really, three nights in a row is enough to talk about baby names, so tomorrow I will endeavor to write about something else. Really!

In other news, we were spendy and went out for a lovely, lovely steak this evening. It was delicious, and made even more delicious by the small hair I found buried in my mushrooms. I am not wildly freaked out by the occasional hair, but it is still gross, and I refuse to pay thirteen dollars for a hair in my food, so I sent it back. It was replaced AND removed from our bill, so it really did taste even more delicious in the end because steak? It's even better when it's free. But, Ducky needs protein...

Then we went to WalMart and bought prenatal vitamins and fabric and a birthing ball and possible curtains for the baby's room and paint for the furniture. We are really getting somewhere with the nursery.. I can't wait until everything is fixed and ready so I can go in and look at it all the time. I really, really need to do a picture post soon. Did you realize that this child is due in eleven weeks? Can you believe it? I certainly can't. We were celebrating tonight.. just the fact that we have made it to 28 weeks with nothing more than a cracked rib! It has been excruciatingly painful, that cracked rib, but I will so take it if it's the worst that will happen during my pregnancy. ;) Keeping my fingers crossed that it is the worst part.

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[same-sky.livejournal.com]

But Lou was his name! ;) I think that I set them up incorrectly, though, because he also kept thinking that Lou was my name instead of his. He did make a point of saying that we couldn't tell which name was which when we did the poll, though, since he thinks all of you will vote for my name. *laugh* I think you would all be able to guess anyway. Right now we're using my name when we talk about her, but neither of us are sure it's working for us. We're going to give it a little longer, though. I think a vote would be fun, too. I almost regret this not-telling thing. It's been fun but hard. M always said that I wouldn't be able to do it, but he seems much more likely to cave than I am. :)

[e11en.livejournal.com]

Oops, I meant Bertha!

I needed the opinions so I never even tried to keep it a secret. Well, for Anders anyway. Everyone knew my girl names from long before I was even old enough to bear children so there would have been no point there.

It was the same for us with the name Anders. As we didn't know whether Callestina (what we called Ingrid in utero) would be a boy or a girl, we had to come up with a boy name in case. We settled on Anders but I, of course, hoped it would be a girl anyway and then we wouldn't have to worry about whether we really Anders or not. Everything worked out the way I wanted. ;-)

Fast forward to pregnancy #2 and I decided I wanted to know ahead of time if it would be a boy or girl so we could not bother with the name question if it would be another girl (and also so I could know whether to keep the girl clothes or ask for the boy hand-me-downs). So when we knew it would be Lillebror, we put Anders back at the top of the list but neither of us were sure it was working for us. In the end, we didn't like the other names on our list better and Ingrid like Anders, plus we had chosen it before so we must have good reasons. Now he's completely Anders and I can't envision him with any of the other names we considered.

[same-sky.livejournal.com]

That is one positive.. I know that whatever we choose, we will quickly come to think of it as her name and not be able to imagine giving her a different one. It just feels so arbitrary, saddling a kid with a name that you have no idea how they will like.

We have considered telling people what the name will be after we come to a firm decision. It was the opinions we were afraid of but they would also be fun to hear. Probably.

[e11en.livejournal.com]

I would expect that if people had a negative opinion about a name you just told them you were thinking of naming your baby, they wouldn't tell you. Or you'd only be able to tell by their unenthusiastic responses, like, "Oh, Bertha, is that a family name?" Code word for weird. Otherwise, people will just say nice things.