Next Thursday is the big day. We find out if this little gummy bear is a boy or a girl! I’ve always thought that the most fun part of being pregnant was choosing a name for the new little one…and making sure it’s an awesome one because that tiny human will be stuck with it forevvverrr. I like names that are different, but not so different that people won’t be able to pronounce it or it will keep them from getting a job as an adult. Like Ceilidh (for ya’ll that don’t know, my mom’s side of the family tree is a whole lot of Scottish, and the Gaelic form of my name is Ceilidh…it’s means a “big party”, so you know I’m a good time…it’s built right into my name :). Can you imagine if I had gotten the Gaelic form of my name?! Super cool, but it would have been a disaster. It was hard enough explaining my name and how to pronounce it to people while I was growing up.  

Normally, I’m a fan of weird celebrity baby names (I think I’m the only person I know who actually liked North West. Aside from the geographical reference which is weird, the name North by itself is kind of cool), but some names are just bizarre. If any of you out there have given your child a super awkward name, I apologize in advance, but I’ve never understood names like Cricket, Rainbow, and Flame (yes, these are real celebrity baby names). Those kids just don’t have a chance. Or maybe they do because they have famous parents. Either way, us peasants in the real world have to think about such things as “Ok, so this name is super cute/pretty/unique as a baby name, but what’s my kid going to sound like as a 30-year-old lawyer who’s name is “Kitten” or “I like the name “Gabriella” but wouldn’t want people calling her “Gabby” or “Ella”.”  When in school, their friends will always come up with some sort of moniker for them (Ava’s friends fondly call her “Avie” and it’s just so darn cute, but it never crossed my mind when naming her!).  My friends and family call me Kay…..I love my name, all forms of it, and have always wanted to give my children names that are equally cool or unique, without the crazy/weird shock factor or a name that was normal but just didn’t fit my personality or style.

Ava’s name was pretty, unique (at least 9 years ago when I was pregnant with her), and just old-school enough to be a throw back to old Hollywood. When I was pregnant with Boston, I watched an “E! True Hollywood Story” on an actor who’s son was named Boston. With a husband that is a crazy Red Sox fan, I mentioned it as a joke, but couldn’t get away from it after that. This time around, as all of you readers out there already know, I “knew” from the start that it was a girl and the name was just there.  No other name seemed to feel right. And no I’m not going to tell you what it is yet 🙂 Finding a boy name has been harder because this baby just doesn’t feel like a boy! There are names that I like, but only one so far that feels like it could be the one.

Middle names in this house are always hand-me-downs. I like tradition is that aspect. Ava’s middle name is my momma’s middle name (Elizabeth), Boston’s middle name is both Jason and my dad’s middle names (Wayne), and depending on what this peanut is, the middle name will either be Jay’s maternal great-grandma’s middle name or my maternal papaw’s middle name. Keepin’ it in the fam.

We’re having a gender reveal party after we find out what the baby is, so I’ll officially let the world know during my prego blog that week! So excited to find out!!

Baby update: Last week, the baby was the size of a mango (6 inches and 8.5 ounces) and it was working on developing the nerve cells for it’s five senses. Baby has been moving a LOT to let me know it’s in there and wants to say “hello”! Week 20 starts today, so until next week! XOXO