Are you there, God? Then where's my motherly intuition?

The other night, before I laid me down to sleep, I asked for a sign or a message or SOMETHING that would tell me what this baby's name is. I was getting desperate and wasn't I owed SOMETHING by now? Haven't I suffered? Haven't I sacrificed? Where is my magical reward?

Anyway, I fell asleep immediately, which is typically the case nowadays, and I slipped into a dream. In the dream, I asked God (who appeared in the movie-conventional sea of blindingly white light) what my baby's name was. God started to answer and I realized that this was it. I was about to find out! In a matter of seconds, I was going to know my child's name and not only that, it was going to ordained by God Hisownself! I was thrilled.

And that's when I woke up.


I don't know who or what is toying with me, but I hope you're enjoying your little games.

Nameless bjaby

No, the bjaby does not have a name yet. Yes, we have been thinking of names. It's getting old and tiresome, though. There are a lot of really great names, most of them unfit for Babbit. Here, for example, are some of my favorite girl names, none of which are Babbit's name:


Alma
Frieda
Molly
Paloma
Penny
Poppy
Susan/Susannah

I wish it was someone else's job to name the baby. I don't think I am good at proper naming. My cat's name is Psychoface. How am I in any way qualified to name a baby?