News you can’t get anywhere else…

Surely this birth is not too far off in the distant future. Or maybe it is and don’t call me Shirley. No, seriously, I feel weird this evening. Maybe my body is just throwing in the towel and taking a Fukitol pill…

Robin Williams: I want a drug that encompasses it *all.* We’ll call it “Fukitol.” [pronounced "f*ck-it-all"]
Robin Williams: I don’t feel anything. I don’t care for anything. Fukitol. The closest thing you’ll ever be to being in a coma: Fukitol. I’m sitting here in my own dung. Fukitol.

(anyone else a big Robin Williams fan? i can watch his Live on Broadway dvd over and over and never tire of it. have i told you my fantasy trio friend list? robin williams, ellen degeneres, and david sedaris. a little subject change for ya there.)

So, yeh, I’m feeling not quite right. Some contractions, but not on a regular basis. A general heavy feeling to that whole down there area of which I am so fond of speaking. An uneasy nauseous feeling. An unusual ache to my lower back. And, [too much information warning] I think the mucus plug is sailing away bit by bit from its nine month hotspot habitat. Thank you, mucus plug, you have served your country well. (bluck, isn’t that just the most disgusting name, though? mucus plug? accurate yet disgusting)

The kiddos are still moving around like crazed pygmies, however. I thought they were supposed to chill baby baby chill baby baby wait in the end. I don’t remember neither Gav nor Gab moving around this much. If this is a sign of things to come, man, I am going to be running my a$$ ragged with these kids. When I die, I’ll be able to say I lived life, right?

Hey, why don’t I go ahead and tell you the names while I’m at it?! Calm down, they’re not Earth shattering. I wish I had created this unusual, never heard before, cooler than an ice cube name. But, no, I read the girl’s name on a list of names somewhere on the internet. Touching story to tell her years later, huh? I figure E will still try to change it before I officially slap it down on a piece of paper. But, I’ll just stick to my guns. (plus, he’s being an insensitive ‘insert any name you so desire here…the fouler, the better’…hey, what’s new?…he kept trying to prop his legs up on me while i’m already uncomfortable and in my own world of pain, then had the audacity to get pee-oed at me for not allowing him to get comfortable…???…pfft)

Hey, so names. The boy will be…(I wish I could insert a drumroll sound bite here)…Ethan Daniel. I know, it’s all so common. E chose Ethan. Notice what letter they both start with? And, he’s big on the meaning of names; Ethan supposedly means big and strong or something of the sort. Daniel is E’s middle name and also happens to be Gav’s middle name (pure coincidence there). So, Ethan Daniel it is.

The girl will be…Alani. (now i can’t remember if it was with one ‘n’ or two…i’m off to a bad start already, aren’t i? “mommy, how do i spell my name?” “honey, i’m not really sure. spell it any way you want because mommy loves you with one ‘n’ or two.”) Ok, I just checked. Whew, I spelled it correctly. Alani. You’ll love this. You know how I just said that E is big into the meaning of names? Well, ‘Alani’? It means (i’m laughing even as i write it) ‘orange tree’ in Hawaiian. Meet my son, Big and Strong, and my daughter, Orange Tree. Obviously, I’m not hung up on name meanings. I prefer something unique and you can give your own name meaning by living your life.

My real name? (oh no, she’s gone mad! she is going into labor if she’s about to blow her cover)…Dream with an ‘a’ at the end…pronounced Dree-muh. (i think i’ve still thwarted any possible dream-uh googlers out there) See, my name’s fairly unique. Of course, I got called Nightmara often in grade school. And, endured serenading of every song with ‘dream’ in it. I’ll post sometime about the odd stories accompanying my name. But, feel free to still call me dee. Or dream. Or hey you. Just call me.

Woops. Didn’t mean to steal the twins’ name thunder there. Ethan and Alani. I think they go well together, don’t you? I still don’t have a middle name for Alani. Nylonthread suggested going with a relative’s name. But, I’ve dug through them all and nothing really tickles my fancy. Hopefully, I still have some days to come up with something. I actually feel a bit better now. Maybe I just needed time to calm myself after the pregnant human ottoman experience.