So this is how the outside world sees you at 36 weeks, 6 days old. Other than the alien-probing ultrasounds this is one of the few images we have of you as you have been growing. It takes a lot to get a picture taken of your mum when she is dressed up at the best of times; it takes quite a bit of convincing to post a picture on the web that shows her belly sticking out. However, I caught her at a sleepy moment and she relented.
By the way, your mum's name is Kristen. I call her Krissy. My name is Simon. Together we are "Si&Kris". We've been going by these names for quite a number of years and we're not so sure about being renamed as mum and dad for the next 30 years. We understand the concept and tradition but it's difficult for me to imagine anyone calling Krissy anything but Krissy, it doesn't feel quite right. I'm working on accepting it but if you happen to want to stick with Si and Kris or Simon and Krissy, I'll be very okay with that.
Names/titles in general is a recurring topic. We're supposed to change ours and supposed to create one for you. This is not the simple and nonchalant process that we may make it seem or how we may recount it to you in future years. Your mother has spent at least 80-100 hours of her "study" time researching various baby names. Multiple future relatives have weighed in with ridiculous suggestions. We've secretly come to a decision but are holding off on any announcements until we see you and verify that you do in fact look like an "x" or you might look like an "x" one day or that we haven't got sick of the name "x" by the time you join us out here. For now, stay comfortable with alien or baby geraghty...
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