A Fight to the Finish

So here I am again. I had to take an hour long nap halfway through the day today to recover from LAST night’s case of insomnia…and was so determined to get to bed earlier tonight…and yet it’s already 11 pm and I’m blogging. Ah well…I will leave the majority of it for tomorrow but I will say that I am completely unmotivated to pack for our trip to Texas on Friday morning. I’m just feeling so SUPER lazy!!

I also wanted to say that Vann and I are now stuck between a few names for Baby B #2. We thought we had settled on one (a really good one, if I do say so myself), but I’ve started to doubt it hearing it said out loud. Now I totally understand why people wait to name their child until they actually SEE them…it’s just so hard to know if the name is going to stick, you know? Here’s what I DO know about this little girl:…she’s a major mover and shaker. I’m talking all the time, day and night. That whole “bowl full of jelly” reference about Santa? Uh, yeah, that’s what it feels like sometimes….considering my first is turning into somewhat of a tomboy, I have this “mother’s intuition” that this one is going to be girly all the way. Don’t ask me why. I really hope she’s a snuggle bunny, as a lot of the time you-know-who can take me or leave me….she likes marshmallows. I know this because this is all I have been craving.How these things will help us decide on a name, I don’t know. It might be a fight to the finish. Which, did I mention, is 60 days from now??