I am at that point in my pregnancy...
Last night I had to sit up, or lay on my side to get my back rub. That was a sad moment. I can no longer sleep on my stomach, that is horrible! I am hardly showing, which is really weird, if you saw me you would just think that I was chunking up a little, unless you knew I was pregnant.
I am also at the point where I am dreaming of names. Unfortunately I have a husband, who is a complete pain in the ass when it comes to picking out names. He never wants to just let me have my say!
Aren't I the one who is carrying this child for 9 months?
Aren't I the one who is already having extreme sciatic pain?
Aren't I the one who switches the laundry, and then has to sit because I am already having contractions?
Aren't I the one who can't brush her teeth without puking?
Aren't I the one with the terrible taste in my mouth 24/7?
Aren't I the one, who used to have a cute tummy, but now (as we found out when I was pregnant with Chloe) if you draw eyes and hands, my stomach resembles this lovely painting below by Edward Munch...
Aren't I the one, whose breasts have already grown another size, and will grow again when I nurse, but contrary to what everyone thinks, they will not go back down. So after having started off well endowed, I am now someone that has to shop in specialty stores that are mainly for hookers and drag queens?
Aren't I the one who stays up and frets about our kids lives, the problems they are going to face? Remember that shot on the news last night, the one where the girl got hit over the head with the folding chair. I almost removed my children from school today to homeschool them (luckily I realized that would probably more detremental to their health that a chair to the head.) But even still, Jon didn't blink an eye about it!
Aren't I the one who is going t have to push this child out of my body, and considering each one of my children has gotten larger, we are looking forward to a ten pounder this time. I'm sure most of you think it is probably like a slip 'n slide now, but I am still pretty nervous!
And the list could go on, and on... So shouldn't I be able to pick the name???
It's funny when I think back on the other names. Chloe was Chloe from the moment I was pregnant. At the time, there were no Chloe's so I loved that it would be different. Even still there are only 3 in the whole school, so that is pretty good. I also remember the crap people gave us about that name, "It's an old lady name, it's the drug addict sister off of ER, etc..." It grew on them, and I couldn't imagine any other name on her now.
I had no choice with Andy, because Jon always wanted his son after him. So Jonathan Andrew the 2nd it is. There are too many Jon's or John's in the family, that is why we went with Andy.
For those of you who don't know, Buffy is not her real name. She is actually Elizabeth, but I knew that would be way too long to yell, so we had to find a nickname. When we chose Buffy, we got the same mixed reactions. My grandma still calls her Elizabeth, even though Buffy continues to tell her "Grandma I like Buffy." One of Jon's nieces told me (to my face) that Buffy is a table dancer's name. Now fast forward about 6 years, we are at Brian and Dorothy's for a BBQ. We go up to their bedroom to turn on music, as all the kids follow. They have a beautiful 4 poster bed. We turn it up loud, and it turns into Dance USA up there, with kids and adults all dancing. Then out of the blue, I see Buffy eyeing one of the posts, and within a second she had jumped up on the bed, wrapped one leg around the pole, with the other sticking out, and just swung around like there was no tomorrow. So thank you, she is not a table dancer, pole dancing is apparently in her blood, and I am sure there is a major difference!
Cooper was supposed to be Rocco, but Jon vetoed that. We all wanted it, even the kids. But for some reason he has the deciding vote. I don't mind Cooper, in fact it suits him quite well, but Rocco would have also!
I can't believe how long this is, I am sorry. I am just really ticked, because the one name I want more than anything Jon won't even consider! So tell me, do you think I should have final say?