It's a Good Tired...
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Other than the acute lack of sleep, the news was all good. All systems were go, all parts were present and accounted for and looking good. And the baby decided to keep his or her sex as a secret, with hands and feet correctly placed to make sure that no hints were available.
There will be pictures later.
Meanwhile, we came back to Chicago and I headed into work, where I fixed one bug of my own creation and five others that had been created by others in a furious orgy of exhausted productivity. Obviously, I should debug more often when comatose...
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Girl name is easy. We have two picked out and it would just be a matter of which one seems to suit when we see her.
Boy name... not so much.
I want something interesting, something with meaning.
Roper wants "Bill or George or Fred or anything but Sue."*
GHR
*It's from a Country Song, A Boy Names Sue made famous by Johny Cash.
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:-) See you at Confluence!
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Good luck with it. We did a lot of to-ing and fro-ing. Amy's name changed the morning we went into hospital, because the previous choices didn't flow well together. Alex's settled earlier, but then we knew for a lot longer that he was a boy.
I lose track - is your tadpole big enough to be felt moving yet? I think the answer is no but like I said, I lose track.
Today when I went in to pick Amy up from nursery she was standing (hanging on to a bar) waiting for me while one of the newer babies into the room lay there on the rug watching the world go 'round. I'd forgotten how long it took before they could do more than that. Before they could sit, or contemplate crawling. The memory goes so easily when you're wrangling two, obviously!!