I mean, there is actually a first, middle and a last name involved.
Except, no one except Tim and I will know the first and the middle name until the day the sprout decides to join all of us outside of the womb.
It’s like a big surprise for everybody…except Tim and me.
(sorry moms and dads. that includes you, too)
Tim and I decided to keep the sprout’s name (whatever it will end up being) a secret…something for just the two of us until the bitter end. I’ve heard lots of reasons why people do this, from avoiding any kind of “peanut gallery” comments to “other suggestions” to avoiding negative retorts.
Some pregnant women get super crazy when it comes to names. I might be included in that contingent with this big secrecy thing, but it is what it is and since I happen to be the one going through the pregnancy and subsequent birth?
I’M GETTING MY WAY.
Also? We’re not keeping the sprout’s name a secret for any of those reasons I mentioned a minute ago.
We’re doing it because we want it to be a surprise. Simple as that.
Everyone knows it’s a boy, so that pretty much makes life easier *and* means we won’t end up with tons of yellow. Not that anything is wrong with yellow per se…it would just be nice to have, you know, blues and greens and boy things.
Are we taking name suggestions?
I mean, you can *suggest* anything you’d like…but we’re probably not going to use it…so, you’re really better off not having an opinion.
(I’m vaguely aware that that sounded totally rude)
But, the sprout’s name is something that Tim and I want to pick…something that we want to feel proud of…something that *we* selected, not a name that someone else suggested.
I don’t even know if that makes sense…but I guess that’s the best way I can describe it.
WE WANT TO BE THE NAME PICKERS.