thoughts from a black hole

Family

Fin Day Pictures

DSC_7841

Recovering. Slowly.

One minute you’re all happy with the status quo. Ben sleeps. Becky sleeps. I sleep. Great.

Then the next night Becky doesn’t sleep, Fin doesn’t sleep, and I don’t sleep. Ben does. I’ve now managed to overcome the initial tiredness and am now slowly integrating back into society. I’ve now put some more photos up on Facebook, open to anyone to view.

The journey starts here. Let the good times begin. Again.


What’s In A Name?

IMG_1028---Version-2

With only 2 weeks left before the big ‘B’ day, the name suggestion sheet has been scribbled on and wiped clean so many times that I’m no closer to coming up with a name.

So, what do I call my son no.2? Yes, it’s a boy.

Criteria is that it has to flow nicely with his surname. It’s got to roll off the tongue in a way that doesn’t sound disjointed, or make you sound like you’ve got a mouthful of consonants. Norman would not be good. Becky has listed the entire baby-name book from cover to cover and suggested many good examples. But for some reason none of them has grabbed me and make me think ‘yes, my son will be called <insert name here>‘.

Is the meaning of a name important? When we named Ben, we thought about what it meant and would it fit in with the person he would eventually become. But is it that crucial nowadays? With people calling their offspring after fruits or chavs, maybe just the sound of a name and whether you like it or not, is justification in itself.

So, I’m after suggestions. What should I call Ben’s sibling?