(MH and Jonathan discussing possible names for our impending son.)
We are now one week from finding out the sex of our baby.
First of all, yes, we're finding out. No, I don't want to be "surprised." A human being is coming out of my vagina at the end of June. Even if you spend 9 months expecting it, it's still pretty surprising when it happens.
Also, I just like knowing. As soon as we found out that MH was a girl, we started calling her by her name and it suddenly felt VERY REAL. But the thing is with MH, we knew when we walked into the appointment exactly what her name would be, boy or girl.
This time around, we have a girl's name: Dorothy. (I don't care if you don't like it. I refuse to be all secretive and precious about baby names. Soon enough, you have to let everybody know what the name is anyway, so what's the hold up?) But a boy? I have no idea. And this is a problem because I already know we are having a boy.
The signs are all there. First, we live in a two bedroom house, so the kids will have to share a room. Also, we have a ton of girl clothes already. Finally, we have a girl's name picked out. Which means it will be very inconvenient to have a boy. And if I've learned anything from my two years of motherhood, children go out of their way to make things more difficult.
Jonathan already opened up the discussion for boy name suggestions on Facebook. The big trend, suggested by Molly, is spelling things backwards, aka Nevaeh (which is one of the trashiest things I've ever seen). So far, Baas and Nedews seem to be front runners. And you know what? I know these are jokes, but I'm getting so sick of figuring out what the boy name is going to be, I'm THISCLOSE to declaring Baas as our son's name. Baas Dennis. It has a ring to it, doesn't it?