We have six more weeks before this kid is due, and still my husband and I have had zero progress on the baby name front. You can tell that this is our second kid because instead of stressing out and desperately searching for an appropriate name for this girl, our conversations over the last few months tend to go like:
"Oh hey, we should probably come up with a name for this kid."
"Yeah, we probably should."
*Tom and I fall asleep*
Other than general apathy or a belief that the right name will magically fall out of the sky without us having to do any work, I think part of the slowness are the four goofy rules that we have about picking a name which were created when I was pregnant with our son.
Our rules are this weird mixture of the... er... less than normal upbringings that Tom and I had:
( Yes my husband and I have issues... )