Danny told me to choose a pose that was not the standard two hands on the belly-I'm pregnant pose. I guess I really don't need to put two hands on my belly to make anyone notice that I am with child. I feel like a zit that is begging to be popped. I am currently ripe at 34 weeks and on the count down to push-this-baby-out day. I can't wait. I keep telling myself not to feel this way. To enjoy every moment of this pregnancy, but I am so excited to hold our little boy and see his face, that it is easy to drift into hurry things along mode.
My belly has become the entertainment at school. Every Tuesday when I return from my long weekend, the kids marvel at how much my stomach has grown in the last four days. The preschool children, who are belly height, stare with wide eyes in amazement at this mysterious growth I have budding under my clothes. And names....oh the subject of names! Danny and I have chosen his name, but after testing it out on my Grandma Rawson...who's reaction was priceless...it has made us think twice about sharing it with anyone until he is actually here and bestowed with said name. But since I know all of you will be much more gracious than my Grandma, (or you'll just keep your "What the hell's" to yourselves) I will bravely announce that we are going to name our son Tucker William. William is after my Dad, who was very excited that we were naming Tucker after him. He even suggested we could call him T.W. So, as I sit here continuing to grow, I look forward to all of you meeting our little boy and hope for a good birth for Tucker! Wish me luck!
