Please Don't Leave the Seat Up...

...Is a phrase I need to get really, really, really comfortable with.

Not only because I hate accidentally landing in a pool of urine, but because between my husband and TWO sons, I'm going to be vastly outnumbered.

Yup. Not only does Baby A have a penis, Baby B has one too.

And after months of referring to Baby B as "Baby B," I'm starting to think that maybe we can end the name game. If Diddy can be "Diddy," then I think Baby B can be "Baby B."

Because my god - the name game is getting old and I want to throw every baby name book in the fire. Really...really do you think I'm going to name my child Ulysses? My theory on baby name books is this: there are really very few AWESOME names out there. So most names that get thrown in are just fillers to make you think you have options. If the name "Baby B" doesn't pan out, perhaps I'll switch to a new strategy: the random striking of letters on a keyboard. Perhaps we could use the name "daoiljfkk" or "reoiojjg." If someone could just clarify the pronunciation for me, we might be good to go.

Sweet Babies...

Bunk beds...Baby B lounges on top of Baby A. (Look at those skinny little legs!)
Baby A looks like he's thinking. (Yup...Baby A has a penis...)

Baby B sucking his or her thumb.

Hello, second trimester. I'm going to be a mommy.