The Beginning of the End...as we know it.

There is a point in life where things culminate in a trainwreck of life. No, I don't really know what that means but that's what you would see if you were to look inside my head right now. It kind of makes sense but not really. Got it...

What's in a name. It's loaded. It can't sound like or rhyme with anything that will get her made fun of in elementary in middle school. It can't be the same name as the kid that had lice in 3rd grade or was suspended for drugs in high school. It can't be so many things. The nickname is just as bad. Do you give her a name that can be shortened to a cute little nickname like; Em, Kay, Shan, Mac, Shell, Jax, Molls... There is also the issue of calling her "your little princess" or "sweetpea" or any other little animal nickname. The next thing you know, the baby's whole room will be full of whatever nickname she has. the cycle is endless.

The question of the month Are you ready? What does that mean. Am I ready for what? Yes, we have most of the stuff but we are no means ready. Are we ready for the dirty diapers, first word, first tooth, day of school, class project, sports game, tear, boyfriend, dance, heartbreak, recital, speech, musical, art project, braces, prom, car, graduation, serious boyfriend, serious heartbreak, college, graduation, wedding, walking her down the isle...really, am I ready?

That's just the tip of the iceberg.
I need a nap.