After spending time in a room full of new mothers and mothers-to-be this weekend, it is difficult not to think about well, babies.

Specifically:

1. Finding out the sex of your child…

I’m not sure I want to know ahead of time…then again, if the doctor said “Do you want to know?” it might be difficult for me to say no. I have always wanted to do a baby nursery in BRIGHT PRIMARY COLORS so it wouldn’t matter if I had a boy or a girl.

2. Names

Some people safeguard the name choices, and some share. I’m not really the type of person who keeps things under heavy lock and key. I have noticed that several people close to me, are very much protective of the name of their baby before it is born. I doubt I will be, in fact…

3. Names I like.

Alice. I have always said I wanted to name my baby girl Alice after my Grandmother. Maybe I will, maybe I won’t. I also LOVE Adela, (Mark doesn’t) Abigail, Adelaide, Ada. And Madeline, Natalie, Carrollyn, and Noelle. And Lucy and Jane.

All names subject to change in the future of course! And the fact that not many of these go well with the middle name of our choice…

And for a boy? I love the name Alexander. I am semi smitten with Maximillian, although pretentious is it ever! Nicholas is nice. Winston charms me. Elliott? Elijah? I even sometimes imagine using my last name as a first name, Smith. Or a middle name perhaps.

Mark mentioned the name Odysseus after I said Ulysses. What a crazy, strong name would that be. Odysseus! Our son would HATE us, and then probably later in life think we were quite cool. How do you nickname that though?

Odysseus Lynn.

(Lynn is both my middle name and Mark’s, named after his grandfather…I think if we have children it would only make sense to carry this name on!)

But then again, Timothy Alexander rolls off the tongue well, in that odd naming way where you use the middle name for the name instead of the first name. (I have dated two men who went by their middle names instead of their first names…)

And that is about all I have to say about that.