How cute is this?! I accidentally hit the “Last 12 Months” tab on iPhoto and this picture popped up. I don’t even remember taking it, and then discovered that was because I didn’t. (Thanks, sister Jess!) The photo is from last year around Thanksgiving when we were home in Virginia at Elliott’s parents’ house. Lena was about 7 months old then and she’s even cuter than I remembered. Doll baby!
Makes me so excited to cuddle another little baby of mine in just a few months. Back here in the States I’ve been stocking up on baby boy clothing, as the pickin’s are slim back in Sicily, unless you want to spend a small fortune on European fashions. (Which, of course, I do! But practicality and thrift prevail within me.) I’m excited about the tiny striped outfits and little button down shirts I’ve found here, though, and it makes our little baby boy seem all the more real. I’m looking for some suspenders next.
Somewhat begrudgingly, I’ve begun pulling out my maternity clothes. That time has come. I’m 23 weeks on Wednesday (nearing 6 months), which is about the time I can no longer sleep on my stomach at night. Last week someone I didn’t know asked me for the first time, “Oh, when are you due?!” So I’ve crossed the line into Obviously Pregnant. While I don’t welcome the growing feeling of rotundity, I do love being pregnant, and so… bring it on. It is such a miraculous privilege to carry a baby within you, to wholly sustain another life as you also sustain your own, to nurture that little person long before you actually hold him in your arms. I wonder what he will look like? And what his name will be? I can tell you one thing about names… we have no idea. We’re brainstorming a lot these days, though. My favorite place to try out names for size is Nameberry’s Vintage Baby Boy Names.
How about Archibald?