We got a new car!!!

I am so excited!  Chris and I found a car that met exactly what we wanted in a new vehicle--3 rows of seats, rear a/c, low miles and it's NOT a minivan!  It is a 2007 Ford Freestyle with 22,500 miles on it.  We got a great deal. . . here are a couple of pics:

Double Digits!

Woot!  99 days and counting.  Roughly 3 months and 1 week.  Yikes!  I mean, Yahoo!  Really, I vasillate between the two.  

This weekend we are taking apart/clearing out our guestroom and moving it all to a storage unit.  That means then I (I mean 'we') get to pick out paint colors, put together some furniture and make a real nursery out of the space!  I am excited and anxious to get the ball moving.  I'll keep you all updated with pictures of our progress.

Dancing a Jig. . .

Baby M is a mover and a shaker.  Really!  It's the most awe-inspiring and a feeling of which I never get tired.  His most active period is the evenings, usually beginning around 8:00pm--of course he starts wiggling around most anytime I eat or drink something really cold.  I keep trying in vain to get Chris to feel him move, but I guess Daddy's hand is a calming influence and baby slows down a bit when the hand is in place.  That, and I think his tiny feet and hands aren't quite strong enough to pack enough punch for Chris to feel.  Soon, I think.

I have a confession to make.  I have to get a new car.  My two-door, cute, sporty car just won't hold a carseat in any comfortable sort of fashion.  What kind of confession is this, you may ask.  Here's the confession:  we have looked at mini-vans on-line.  Mini-van.  Me?  It's such a stigma.  I mean, my mom drove one forever!  It's one of those things that as  teen-ager you swear you'll never have because it's so uncool.  Swear.  Until you're pregnant, need a new car, want to plan for a day soon when you'll have more than one kiddo and realize that carseats take up an unimagineable amount of room.  This means without a third row of seats, it's you and one adult and children.  Only.  For a long, long time.  That's how you realize that a mini-van might not be the worst thing on the planet.  

How did 25 weeks pass so quickly?  6 months.   That means only 3 1/2ish months left and it is at once the most exciting and terrifying experience ever.  . .  More to come. . .

 

What's in a (last) name???

I've come to believe that one of the largest responsibilities of this whole pregnancy-thing is naming your child.  It is a forever deal.  Talk about pressure!  Turns out I like names that can double as last names. "Like what?" you may be asking yourself.  

Like these, I say:

Cooper

Bennett

Grant

Reid

Campell. . . etc.

As you might have surmised, these have been shot down by he-who-does-not like-last-names-as-first-names. . . otherwise known as Chris.  Boo.  To be fair, there are plenty of names he has suggested that I have shot down, too.  

The good news is that there are a select few names on which we actually agree.  I am scared to even type them in the blog, as I am not soliciting opinions from anyone other than the two of us.  Now, I'm not trying to be rude and realize that last statement might sound so, but this is hard enough with two people in on the decision--much less 10 or more!

Here's the short list (please remember that your response should always be--how cute!):

Miller

Elliott

Gavin

Brendan

Don't get your hearts too set on one of these. . . they are apt to change!  And from the looks of things, it maybe down to the wire before Baby M has an official title!