So, we’re still trying to decide on Liam’s middle name. We were set on Alexander for awhile, but I have a cousin named Alexander and for some reason it just didn’t feel right naming our kid that too. Then I was set on Roan, which is Irish for “little seal” and is also a place name in northern Norway. Just as Mike started to warm up to Roan, I came up with Liam Blake Huxley. Mike said that he was ok with Blake but prefered Roan and then suggested Matthew or David. I’m definitely not a big fan of David, Matthew I could possibly do with a little convincing. Last time we spoke of middle names, Mike was warming up to Blake. Meanwhile, I’m starting to like Roan better. Ahhh me…decisions.

As I sit here, writing this, my big-fat buddha belly is flip-flopping like jello. It’s the oddest feeling. I’m convinced that if I layed down on my back and steadied a glass of water on my stomach, Liam’s movements would have enough force to knock the glass comletely over.

Mike leaves for New York tomorrow to watch his little sister Kim get married. I’m really excited for him just because I think he needs a little break from this place. I’m sad that I won’t be able to go with him and take part in the celebrations. Sadder still that I won’t be able to sink myself into my parents-in-laws wonderful jacuzzi…although, with the 105 degree heat outside I think Lake Ontario would be more suitable to my needs right now. At any rate, I’m going to be by myself for the weekend and it’s my goal to finish up the nursery while Mike is away.