Addy, February 2007
Now that I've started with the pictures, I can't be stopped. Also, I have nothing to post without pictures, as my brain has begun a steady loop of "When when when is this baby coming out of me?" and has shoved out any creative/funny/vaguely interesting post topics.
I went so far today as to try to recreate the day I went into labor with Addy- it was a Sunday, we went to church, then we went to Bob Evans with some friends of ours because all the other restaurants were too busy. So we went to church today even though I didn't really feel like it (I'm tired of saying, "Yep, look at me! Still pregnant, ha ha!") Then we called the same friends, and they generously agreed to abandon their Subway and meet us at Bob Evans to see if perhaps it's something in the water there that triggers labor for me. If this works, I will NAME the kid Bob Evans.
5 comments:
What a cute picture. I need to get Zachariah in for his 18 month set soon. (I can't believe he's almost 18 months old already.)
So, nothing yet huh? Didn't help to recreate the Sunday. I was really feeling bad for you after talking to you today. You still look great, though. And, hey, I'm jealous, you can still reach your lap. I remember sitting in church a week or so before I had Zachariah. I realized when I wanted to write notes that I could no longer see my lap. It was gone. So funny!
I forgot to day this:
Bob Evans would be such a funny name. A great conversation starter, huh. :D
Oh my goodness, she is like one of those impossibly beautiful children on vintage greeting cards.
Now don't get all RASH with baby-namng promises. It's tempting to promise to name him after anything that kicks him out of your stomach, but if you're not careful that could lead to names such as "Primrose" or "Pitocin."
That picture of her makes me go all "Hee."
I think you SHOULD name him that. My grandfather's name is Robert Evan. :)
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