Nothing is more incredible then hearing the baby’s heartbeat. It chimes in near my own, a steady and fast chug, chug, chug. Today I also learned that my uterus has reached just below my belly button (a far cry from the pubic bone) and that the baby now sits a few inches below the naval.

We continue to browse a gigantic baby name book for boy names. The funny and horrible names always shout at us first (Hershel, Folker, etc)…decent boy’s names are actually harder to find with hubbie’s last name. We have created a very short list containing several exotic names and two ‘old’ names from Josh’s side of the family. When I say ‘old,’ I mean that there isn’t a single person under fifty with these names…

We learned that “Michael” is probably THE most popular boy’s name in the country, spanning decades as the number one or two name on the list.

My dad jokingly suggested the name “Wolfgang” as a great partner to Josh’s last name. It’s pretty sensational and made the short list–if only to remind us of what we want: a name with an impact. While watching “Die Hard” we realized one of the bad guys was named “Wolfgang” (pronounced wolf-gong by the stereotypical villainous Europeans with the terrible hair). When rated on a baby name site, “Wolfgang” received low marks under “Friendly” and “Youthful.” Huh…