pity party & baby names

Friends, I’d love if you shared with me a time you threw yourself a giant pity party.  It may make me feel a little better for yesterday’s sad display.  As the day went on I just realized I was being so crabby to Dave & Ransom.  I found myself thinking about how “not fair” this is that my husband gets two of what he likes while I get zero.  I found myself being mad at the baby every time I felt him move and completely avoiding God as if he just wants to ruin my life or something.

Ran & I went to Target yesterday & I thought perhaps if I bought the new baby a gift (on clearance of course -you know how I do!) that I’d feel better.  I noticed a cute little 6-9 mo. t-shirt for next summer on sale for $1.50.  I grabbed it & then I noticed the same one in a 5T for Ran next summer, also for a $1.50.  Matching t-shirts for a day, how cute right?  Wrong.  When I held them both up and saw how different my children will be in size & age next summer I got sad all over again about them being so far apart.  I put them back.  I couldn’t even justify the $3.

I realized that in addition to all these reasons I’m also sad because were not planning to have any more, biologically at least.  I was hoping to see what a girl version of my hubby & me would be like.  We are 100% certain that we will adopt a girl someday, & I do take comfort in that.

During dinner we tried to go through baby names, thinking an official name will be a good idea and the sooner the better.  At one point I just said, “there are no good baby boy names in the world, just forget it!” Major. Temper. Tantrum.  After dinner, my very patient husband suggest I put my sorry self to bed early.  I remember looking at the clock at 9:06pm & when I awoke to the sound of the book I was reading fall out of my hands & thump onto the floor it was 9:13pm.  I was like an over-tired toddler yesterday unable to handle the disappointment!

Anyway, today I went to the library & got out a few baby name books.  We have a list of a lot of we-may-like-this-but-were-still-not-sure…

-Rhys

-Jace

-Isaiah, “Zeek” as a nickname, maybe.

-Zechariah, “Zachary” or “Zach” for short

-Sholom

-Deacon

-Gideon

-Hezekiah

-London (for a middle name.  It’s a family name on my father’s side.  The irony, right?).

& on & on.  Were not crazy about any of these even.  It’s hopeless! (okay not really, it’s just feels that way).

So, besides your thoughts on baby names, share with us a recent unwaranted pity party youv’e had.  I need to feel more normal. 🙂