Month: February 2018

Baby Name Game (Round 4), Clue #8

Clue #6

                                                                     Clue #7

Both of the girls, but MG in particular, have been asking us what we’ve named this baby.  We have chosen again to keep silent on that front because of the pressure in keeping a secret for our little ones. But with little to lose and not many ideas to begin with, we have asked for, and considered their suggestions, though in the meantime.

Around the time of finding out about our pregnancy, MG had read the book Chrysanthemum. It’s about a pregnant teacher who gives her class a chance to suggest the perfect name. In the end, the teacher ends up choosing “Chrysanthemum” because she likes the unusual name of one of the little girls (mouse) in the class.

MG thought this was a good name for our baby.  I guess, technically, it could have gone in the color name slot, but still, a little too far from our norm for me to consider.  She also has repeatedly suggested Lilly and Rosie* (I guess she has a thing for flowers).  While I like those names, especially Rosie,

Clue #8: we have chosen to not give this baby any first name nor second name that could be considered or be related to a color name.

That puts both Lily (white) and Rosie (red/pink) off of our list (as well as a few other names I am fond of).  However, unbeknownst to MG, she did have a hand in helping to name this baby.  I’ll save that story for after the reveal though.

With my affinity for color names, it should come as no surprise to you that I do like other nature names. One example being Birdie, which was the name of our sweet kitty at the schoolhouse.  If it wasn’t a cat name to us, I think it would make an adorable nickname for a little girl.  While the chosen name will not having anything to do with a color, our little girl’s name WILL have a component of nature to it.


*Two friends have also had dreams (random!) that we named our baby Rose/Rosie. How strange is that?


Baby Name Game (Round 4), Clue #7

Clue #5

                                                                     Clue #6

When we couldn’t quite come up with an initial match in our family tree (as mentioned last week), we decided to, ahem, branch out, and consider places of importance or significant meanings.

One name I’ve had on my list forever is Louise or something Lou-related.  I liked the significance to the city we were married in (St. Louis).   I also tried to finagle a way to get us to the nickname Indy, a tribute to the birthplace of our relationship and early years of marriage.

Another place I looked were lessons we had been taught this year, hoping to bury a memory in the meaning of her name. I spent a long time really pouring over baby name meanings like never before.

Clue #7: In the past, they were more of an afterthought, but this time name meaning played a central role.  

Each of her given two first names AND her nickname hold a certain value to us because of what they mean.  I think that’s why I finally was able to say, “this is the one”, because not only did this name fit our other criteria (as mentioned in clues previous), but I also loved the significance of the meaning behind it.  It was the moment everything finally gelled together.

I hope these clues are keeping your interest.  Only three more to go (or maybe less if this baby decides to make an early appearance!)  The countdown is starting to get exciting!


Clue #8

Baby Name Game (round 4), Clue #6

Clue #4

Clue #5

One thing you’ll note about our other girls’ names is that they all pay tribute to at least one family member (sometimes we’ve been able to squeeze multiple in there.  It helps when some family members share the same name!)

Clue #6: We do like to name our babies after family, both those living, and sometimes those we never knew from our family tree.  This baby will be no different.

Even though liking the name is obviously a first determinant for us, it is important to us that our girls feel a sense of legacy in their names.  We hope that whenever they take a careful look at their given names, they will realize that they come from a line that is much bigger than our own family of 6.  And that this realization will be a source of both comfort and empowerment.

I’ve said/complained before that this name was more of a challenge for us because we did not go into the pregnancy with ideas already generated (other than the ever-revolving Notes section on my phone, plainly entitled “names”).  The night we found out we were pregnant, we sat down with our big family Bible and poured over both of our family trees.  One of the people we had talked about honoring was my grandpa, who’s name is Erwin.  Not exactly a crowd-pleasing name, right?  My sister suggested us using Winn/Wynn, which N really liked, but I had just known someone to use that name and also didn’t love any longer names for Winn (you know me and nicknames).  After some further mulling over, we did, somewhat haphazardly, find a way to still pay tribute to him.  And this lucky little girl’s name will also pay tribute to one other family member, yet to be (formally) named.

Four clues left,


Clue #7

Pineapple of my eye

Eight months.  We’ve arrived at the final month of pregnancy and I still can’t quite wrap my mind around the concept that we have another baby, another daughter, another LIFE coming into our family..  N and I keep remarking how quickly this pregnancy has flown by, and it feels truer than ever before. Since we didn’t have months of planning it beforehand, and only the knowledge of it already a month into it, it has felt short by all standards.  Regardless, here we are.  In those ways, I think Surprise Babies are definitely the way to go.

February is the shortest month, which means we only have four more weeks left until our due date!   This is the month I begin to meet with my doctor weekly, prep for labor and delivery, and wake up every day wondering if today is the day? Meanwhile baby is the size of a pineapple & fattening up for birth while maturing her lungs and brain.  I hope she lands somewhere close to #1 & 2’s birth weights (8lbs, 10&11ozs), and slightly less than Sib’s (9lbs, 2oz).

Considering I’ve gained the same this time as the first two girls, it looks likely, but you never know.  (for some reason, I gained a few more pounds with Sib. Some of that was just pounds, but some of it was also water weight. I swelled really badly the last month with her. Thankfully, I’ve avoided that so far with this one. Also avoided heartburn and had it the worst with Sib…?  Insomnia, on the other hand, has been so bad…pregnancy roulette, a “fun” game each time!)

N and I were saying just this morning how maybe this will be the baby we “actually get to enjoy”.  Having MG was a wonderful, love-intoxicating experience, but we also didn’t know what we were doing and missed out on some enjoyable moments simply because she was our first.  With both Bea and Sib, we highly anticipated their arrivals and sought to enjoy them as much as possible, but we also moved with both of them when they were each still under 6 months (and each move brought a new job, new house, and it’s own share of hardships).  We also bought a new car and a new house in Sibby’s first year of life, i.e. not exactly peaceful times.  But this baby, with this one we are already settled, have no major life changes on the horizon, and no large expenses to make in order to fit her into her life.  Maybe this will be our redemption baby.

As predicted in an earlier monthly post, January is the month where everything finally came together for this baby.  After a December focusing on the holidays, plus weeks of sickness, January was a breath of fresh air.  We had a, somewhat unexpected, but still wonderful ten day break from school, as ice and snow fell at just the right times surrounding MLK weekend.  N was off for much of that time and built her crib.  He also helped me purge closets and storage spaces, and we got Sib moved up and into her new room (to eventually be a shared nursery).

We were supposed to take our babymoon over MLK weekend, with the promise of an extra day off, but the ice and snow pushed our plans back one week.  It turned out to be a great weekend away anyway, as we saved money on the hotel alone (i.e. not a holiday weekend), and the weather pushed up into the upper 60’s, which gave us plenty of incentive to explore Atlanta by foot.

We ate so much delicious food that we had to pace ourselves to actually be able to enjoy each meal (i.e. not eating dinner until about 8:30pm).  Also included in this trip was a quintessential IKEA run, giving us the finishing touches for the nursery.

Way back in October when I bought the baby’s carseat, I bought it during a deal that would give me a $100 Buy, Buy, Baby gift card to use in the future.  I finally received that and used it to buy some essentials like bottles, pacis, and clean, white newborn onesies (to be embroidered, of course!).  We are fully stocked on diapers for the first six weeks or so, and thanks to my sister and her help today, freezer meals as well.

Finally, I got the newborn/0-3mo clothes out of storage and they are sorted, washed, and hung.  Added to these are my own stash that I’ve personally made, thanks to tons of creative and physical energy this month (I don’t know why it’s lasted so long with this pregnancy, but I’m enjoying it while it’s here!)

It seemed with Sib I never truly got the nesting bug, at least not to the measure I’ve had it this month (maybe that’s because God was saving it for when I would truly need it–AFTER she was born).  But I’ve been so happy being able to scratch it over and over as we check these little things off our list as we prepare.

Though not physically speaking, I feel like she could come tomorrow and I would be ready for her.  That feels so good.  This pregnancy has me constantly flip flopping between two opposite, but equally strong emotions.  One is “this has gone by too fast”. And the other being, “I hope she hurries up because I can’t wait to meet her”.  That is the running theme of this pregnancy.  It plagues me constantly.

The crazy thing is, she’s going to complicate our little routine-oriented life so much. I’ll be tied to a feeding schedule every three or so hours.  I’ll be working around naps and won’t be able to just pick up and go anymore.  And I’ll have an extra little body to dress, tend to, and tote around; one that is 100% dependent on me.  But oh, I can’t wait to meet her.  And I’m so tired of being large and pregnant. So tired.  It’s hard to savor something in the moment that isn’t exactly enjoyable, but i know in just a few short weeks, I’ll look back with fondness to this small season of prepping.  I also know I will wail as she crosses each milestone, knowing it is my last time to raise my own.  So I’m ready, but not in a hurry, if that makes sense.

This baby to come and I, we are bonded together right now.  Completely physically bonded. But our emotional connection has not yet begun.  That will begin in the days that we meet her and learn her personality.  We’ve made physical provision for her in our house, but we do not have emotional provision for her yet.  There is mystery surrounding her story and how she will enter our life.  There is a blank space in my mind when I try to picture her.  I do not know and love her like I do my other three.  There are no endearing mannerisms of hers I know, nor physical attributes I remark over.  Not yet.  But I do so look forward to falling in love with her the same way I did with the others.

One more month…and counting.