What's in a name?

Naming a child is sometimes a very tough decision for parents. You may find that a name that you previously thought was a good name has countless possibilities of mean nicknames that your child may run into in school. And who wants to be responsible for that? But then I thought, you could name a kid anything and it really just depends on the attitude of the child on whether or not they dislike their name and their parents for naming them that. The greatest example of this is my own brother. I don't know why my parents named my brother Richard when our last name is Head. Believe me, he received teasing from kids from kindergarten to his senior year. But you know what? He has such a good attitude about his name that it doesn't even bother him. It never has. In fact, he just laughs with them and eventually people respected him for it. Lately we've been receiving a bit of crap for wanting to name our son Sunny, and it's starting to get really frustrating. First of all, people who have already had children have already named them. They had their opportunity to give their kids names that they liked. They may have been influenced by popular names of that era or family names, etc. But once you've had your chance of naming children, then you're done. You're welcome to give suggestions of names that you like and approve of, but when it comes down to it, it's not your place to judge other people for naming their children certain names. Now, I'll be the first to admit that I am sometimes bugged by the way people spell their kids' names, but I recognize that it's their decision and that's that. We're naming our son Sunny. Unless Noah is inspired miraculously while blessing Sunny to name him something else, then that's what we're sticking to. We feel strongly about it and our minds will not be changed. I really do appreciate that people care enough about my unborn child to be worried about him, but he's going to be a strong boy who is not ashamed of his name. This post kinda sounds harsh, but I'm starting to feel frustrated and sad that people doubt our decision when it comes to our own child. Have a little more faith is what I say.

It's a...

So I've been a little frustrated with my doctor because every time I go to an appointment she tells me that we have to wait to get an ultrasound because of our insurance. Lame!! I've been going nuts waiting to find out what we're having so yesterday I went online and found a place at the South Towne Mall that does ultrasounds. It wasn't super cheap ($59), but it was cheaper than everywhere else I went to. I called cheaper places but you have to either be a patient there or previously had an ultrasound there. Anyways, we found out that we're having a ... boy! Noah has been smiling ever since. Not that he wasn't excited about Dagny, but there's just something about a daddy finally getting his son. I have had a feeling the whole time that it was a boy, but I wasn't going to bet on it in case I was wrong. I think I have an intuition thing though because when I was prego with Dagny I knew she was a girl. We went to Ross today and Noah went crazy buying boy clothes. He's really picky about what he's going to wear because he doesn't want him to be in too cutesy outfits, so most of the stuff we picked up today were Nike clothes ( I love Ross, everything name brand is so cheap!)

We had a name picked out, but then Noah came home from work one day and felt that the name we picked wasn't the right name. And then about a week later it came to him: Sunny. Our little boy is going to be named Sunny Ian. Dagny's name means "day" in Scandinavian and Noah is really passionate about the scripture that talks about how there can never be darkness when there is light. So Sunny it is and then Ian is my dad's name. We're really, really excited and Noah is already preparing to get Sunny his first wrestling singlet and wrestling shoes. So there you have it. It's exciting to get to buy all boy things because everything we have is pink!

Medicine Woes

I've had this cold for over a month now and I'm dying. My lovely husband introduced me to nasal spray and I soon discovered that it is one of the most wonderful inventions in the world! However, I neglected to read the directions. Vicks Nasal Spray is a 12 hour spray, meaning one should only use it twice a day. I got to the point where I was using it about every two hours and used an entire bottle in about two weeks. You see, the thing about nasal spray is that it is addictive, which my husband told me , but I conveniently ignored. When I finally recognized that I was addicted to nasal spray Noah told me that I must quit cold turkey. I have been miserable. My brain has told my body that it needs to stay congested and gross. I've been taking Sudafed, but the directions say that once you've used it for a week, to stop use. So I'm medicine-less and rapidly losing my sanity from loss of sleep (I can't stand breathing through my mouth!) I'm procrastinating going to bed because I know that my nose will become congested and I won't be able to sleep anyways. I guess I've learned that I have an addictive personality.

Guess What?...

I figure it's about time I made the announcement that I'm prego again. I've started telling people now which is a relief because it really is hard to keep it a secret for 12 weeks. Why would I keep such a wonderful thing a secret? Well, I miscarried a baby in August so I was really nervous to make the announcement prematurely in case I miscarried again. Definitely not something that I want to go through again. Right now the due date for the baby is July 13. I know, I must be crazy to have two babies in the summer, but believe me, I didn't really plan it that way. We're really stoked for this baby (hopefully a boy!, I really want Noah to get his wrestler) and I think Dagny is going to be a great big sister. So there you have it, I'll let everyone know when we find out the sex of the child...

Yay for Christmas!

Our camera is pretty terrible. For some reason every picture we take is super blurry, so this is the best one out of all the ones we took. Christmas was great in our family because it is the first year that Noah hasn't had to work on either Christmas Eve or Christmas Day. In fact, I thought he had to work both of those days until he told me on those days that he got them off. I was pretty excited. Noah's siblings came over on Christmas Eve night and hung out while we finished getting all our gifts put under the tree and Noah had to put Dagny's wagon together. She loves her wagon and sits in it every day in the living room while watching cartoons. Noah surprised me with a Paula Deen brand of pots and pans. I really needed some so I was really excited. We went down to my mom and dad's for Christmas dinner (more like lunch because we ate at about 2). We exchanged presents and hung out for a bit and then went to Noah's parent's house. It's fun to go to two different Christmases because our families do them entirely different from each other. But it has been so fun having Christmas in our own house this year. It really was a great year. I didn't think Dagny would get into the presents that much but she loved opening presents and wanted to help everyone else open theirs. This year has been a great year for our family and we're really excited for all the upcoming events of next year. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!