Pack Your Bags

So I am 36 weeks pregnant now. I have so many fun things happening chaffing, contractions, waddling, "Jesus feet" and a belly that seems to constantly be changing shape. All in all I have had a REALLY easy pregnancy so far so, I don't really mind any of those joys of pregnancy that I just mentioned. I thought I was pretty much mentally prepared for the baby to be here. Until I went to my weekly appointment with the doc. He said "Everything looks good...make sure you have a bag packed." Are you kidding me? I am actually going to have a baby? Yep that is when reality set in. Don't get me wrong, it is really unlikely that anything will happen before my appointment next week but him saying that really hit home. Baby Rocco could be here so soon!!! Yep Rocco is the name that I absolutely love. Unforntunately Scotty doesn't have the same zest for it as me. He is considering it but there are other names on the table that we both agree on. This is the pic of the man whose name I love:

Rocco Cottone, was/is an amazing professor at UMSL in the counseling program. LOVED HIM!!!!! He was a good time. He was so practical with everything he taught. Dry sense of humor and he ate peanuts all of the time. On top of all of that his name has some strong Italian roots. What is not to like? I refuse to call the baby anything but Rocco until he actually arrives. Then, if I have to compromise on one of the other names I will.

If Rocco doesn't work this time I have been promised that if another baby boy comes into our lives we will name him Rocco. So if you don't like the name keep your trap shut.