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As of yesterday, my destiny became clear. My lot in life is to be surrounded by hansom men. Oh the horror!

The second and hopefully last ultrasound of my pregnancy was yesterday morning and showed us that there is most definitely another little man growing inside of me to carry on the Bonner name. I was a little surprised because not only was I sure the baby was a girl, but everyone I came into contact with was sure as well. After seeing his tiny face in close up profile, I am in love. His nose, lips, forehead etc.. they are perfection. I’m also filled with relief over the fact that he is the appropriate size and weight for a baby at his stage of development and that all his major organs are in fine working order.

I fear that It may take us the entirety of the pregnancy to come up with a name, since we’ve had GIRL in mind all these months. Oh! He just kicked me!! I guess I’d better cut out all the girl talk. He must be a very sensitive boy. OK then, right… boys names. Really I’m at a loss. We used up all of our favorites on Miles. Miles Angelo Sebastian Bonner. Good names all of them. I’m sure that after dredging through the baby name books again, we’ll come up with something wonderful. I’d say that I’m open to suggestions, but then people tend to get all sad when you don’t totally love the name they suggest. I also won’t be sharing the name we finally choose until he’s born. I know it’s weird, but I feel like it’s creepy or bad luck or something to refer to the not yet born baby by its name. I have no idea where this phobia comes from, but there it is.

On the very positive side to having another son, Miles will have someone to talk and talk and talk to about cars, trains, trucks and the like other than me! Woohoo!!