Overall, it hasn't been a terrible pregnancy though being huge during the hottest part of the summer was less than fun. I also think I created a Tums shortage in the North Alabama/Southern Middle Tennessee region. I eat the things like candy all hours of the day and night. But now we're just at the ridiculously uncomfortable stage with little to no progress being made. I've tried everything I can think of to evict this tenant including spending 2-3 days working on the farm moving wood and walking lots, sitting on an exercise ball at work, eating spicy food, walking every day after work and pretty much not sitting down from the time I get home to the time I go to bed. But so far, nothing has even pretended to work. So I guess we keep waiting for a couple more days.
It shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone that Brian and I have been struggling to decide on a name for Baby #3. In fact, it's been the cause of a couple of disagreements in our house. Basically, I refused to even think about it until we knew the gender (Baby #3 will be a girl!). Then because I had refused to discuss the issue for so long, Brian decided that he was not participating in name discussions for a while just to aggravate me. (Bad news for him... it didn't bother me too much.) Honestly, between worrying about whether or not we could start building a house, trying to get things prepped to sell the house we're in now, and chasing Eli and Ava around, there wasn't much time to think on it anyway.
About a two months ago, we got semi-serious about deciding on a name even though we have up to 90 days after the birth to file the social security paperwork. (Yes, I know it's shameful for me to know this.) And several times we had massive arguments over baby naming. It's most likely a result of my ridiculous hormone levels and the fact that almost anything can send me into a fit.
Anyway, several times over the past 8 month just as a point of interest I've asked Eli and Ava if they liked this name or that name. Ava doesn't really show a preference and is pretty agreeable to anything. Eli, on the other hand, has been somewhat more opinionated. I'd mention and name and he'd say "No, that's somebody else's name." or "No that's a different baby." And my favorite when we asked him about the name Bea... "No, bees gotta fly." Noted - another name off the list.
Then suddenly, Eli became less obstinate about baby names and more open to our hypothetical names. Ava pretty much goes along with whatever her brother says but they both still prefer the name Paisley if asked the open ended question of 'What do we name the baby?". That is because one of their buddies at daycare has a 3 to 5 month old baby sister (can't remember when she was born) named Paisley. In any event, they love baby Paisley and they want to love their baby just as much. It's sweet, but we're not naming this baby Paisley and they have been told that.
So about a month ago with 5 weeks until the due date, we still had no name. Occasionally, Brian and I would exchange text messages during work (because we're too lazy to walk across the building to see each other or maybe because we don't want to forget the suggestions). Sometimes the suggestions were serious; sometimes they are a funny name we heard on the radio or read in a news article. But nothing stuck. That is, until a month ago when this text message exchange took place.
Honestly, even after it was "done" (according to Brian), I didn't really believe that we'd stick with it. We'd changed our minds so many times already I just highly doubted that we'd be settled permanently. I actually started this post with the name reveal the day of the text message exchange. But I've held off this long to be certain that we weren't going to change our minds. Like I said before, we're really bad at this baby naming thing!