let the registering begin!

Andrew and I finally decided to start the process of registering on Saturday. I was ready to tackle Babies R Us. Actually, I was feeling more excited than anxious about starting the process. Maybe it had something to do with spending the past week trying to find the best stroller that will work for us (which by the way has been found!). Or maybe it was Andrew's excitement rubbing off on me.
Anyhow, we get to BRU, go to the registry desk to get the zapper, and we are informed that the registry system is "down"(insert loud sigh here). So I guess we will have to go back another time and try this again. But we did start to add some items to the registry on-line at home.

Mother of Peanut

I received a very thoughtful and precious handmade gift over the weekend from a friend. Being inspired by the nickname of "Peanut", she made a really cute necklace for me. It is a silver necklace that has mother of pearl throughout and there is also a mother of pearl shaped peanut (hence, Mother of Peanut) on it. My description of it does not do justice for it(sorry, Robyn). I need to post a photo of it. What a thoughtful gift, thanks Robyn!

07.31.09

Happy 3rd Birthday to Olive T. P. Gregory!
Andrew and I are hoping this is the year she decides
to slow down a bit
and finally leave the puppy stage in the past.

07.26.09

Another milestone was reached today. Throughout dinner Peanut was practicing his martial arts moves. I suspect the sugar content in the lemonade prompted this movement. During dinner Andrew asked me when he would be able to feel him kick. My reply was "in a few weeks". Well my reply should have been "after dinner, tonight". After dinner he continued with his kicking and moving. Out of curiosity I decided to lay my hand on the belly to see if I could feel anything and I did! It is amazing to feel this movement from the inside, but just unbelievable from the outside. So I called Andrew over to experience the movement. I knew Andrew felt something when his jaw practically dropped to the floor and his eyes got as large as Zeppelin's eyes. A priceless expression that could never be repeated.

name game

When I first found out that I was pregnant Andrew and I started to think of names that we both liked. We got books out from the library and went on line for ideas. If the baby was a girl we had a good idea of what her name would be...well I guess that will need to wait until the next time around. We both had a bunch of boy names that we individually liked, but only a few that we both liked. Boy names were difficult for us. Andrew made it clear that he did not want an Andrew Jr. or even use a name that is close to his (i.e. Anderson) or use his name for a middle name. As of today, we have narrowed the search down to two: Liam or Quinn.

Liam: Unwavering protector
Quinn: Wise

We want our son to have a name that he won't share with ten other kids in his class. While it is understandable that everyone is going to have an opinion about the name that is chosen, Andrew and I have decided that the only opinion that matters is our opinion. We may leave you all in suspense and not share the final decision until birth day...and who knows we could possibly change our minds again and again before then. No matter what we name him, odds are he will be a pistol no matter what!

going west

On Saturday Andrew, myself, Olive & Zeppelin made a trip to my mom & dad's house. My brother, Angelo, is in town for the week. Since he moved to Nashville I don't get to see him often so it was really nice to see him & catch up. As usual, we had a good time, ate too much food and the dogs went wild running around.

Since neither of our families live close to us, we are in the process of collecting photos of our family to hang in the baby's room. It will give Baby Gregory a chance to be able to see his family every day. Andrew and I can also reference the picture when we tell him a funny story or two about his family (because a newborn will certainly understand this). I am not sure how we are going to do this, whether we use several frames or have a collage made - but it will get done. So I started the process this weekend with taking a photo of Uncle Angelo. (Don't worry, I will get a lot of photos of the Gregory, Engle, Mohler families in August!)

Being Hams

Uncle Angelo

Mom, Angelo, Me & Dad

07.18.09

looks

I have notice an increase in the amount of looks I have been receiving. It usually goes like this: I will catch an individual looking at me, then they will glance at my bump and then look back at me and give me a smile. As long as it stays with looks and does not advance to touching or asking me a billion questions, I am okay with that. Once a stranger enters my personal space, all bets are off!

Last week when Andrew and I were at a store (name left unmentioned) we were looking around and checking out the baby bedding. At one point I was in one section and Andrew was in another (Probably testing out crib matresses...j/k) and a sales woman approached me. She was full of smiles and questions: Is this your first, when are you due, are you having a boy or girl, blah, blah, blah, what can I help you with? I answered all the questions, politely, and told her that I was just looking and that if I had a question I would find her. As I was saying this I noticed that she was staring at my left hand and she wasn't even sneaky about it. I felt very uncomfortable at that moment and wanted to ask her "What would it mean to you if I wasn't married?" But I resisted and gave her a fake smile and left to find Andrew. Hello, it is 2009 not 1929!