It’s starting to become very real that Brea and I will be having our baby soon. It’s closing in on less than three months until she’s due, so the day will be here before we know it.
Last night was really cool. Brea had mentioned that she saw when the baby was moving earlier in the day and late last night I saw it too. She was going nuts for about ten minutes. It was the first time I had seen anything, but I had felt her kick quite a few times before.
In other news, we’re starting to strongly consider naming her Emory. The basic meaning of the name is “strength,” which would be one characteristic we’d like her to have. We’d also like her to be balanced with a more feminine middle name, but no real good leads on that.