Any thoughts on how you’ll refer to futurekid in utero? A lot of people go with “bean” I’ve noticed…anyway, you have time to play with different terms of endearment.
When I was pregnant with Cricket, we called him the bean for the first trimester and the mouse thereafter—that’s why I now have a mouse tattoo. In that first ultrasound, his skull looked very like a mouse’s to me. (Confidentially, Ruth and Nora seemed pretty weirded out by the “mouse” nickname.) That first ultrasound seemed cuter to me than the one I got at twenty-some weeks; in that second one, he kind of looked like a monster. I’ve heard people say that they can see family resemblances when they look at an ultrasound, but I guess I just don’t have the eye for it. I still have one of those ultrasound pictures, and I just confirmed it; he still looks like a monster with a horrible melting nose. Well, it all worked out in the end!
I imagine we’ll follow a similar naming convention this time around: the bean for awhile, and then an animal nickname. I’m currently leaning toward “possum,” but hopefully I’ll be able to see the passenger before making a final call. And then, a year or so later, I’ll be getting another tattoo. We are also pretending that we’ll name the kid Nathan Bedford Forrest, girl or boy, but we are not honestly planning to name a futurekid after the founder of the KKK. My mom does hate the names on our list, though.
During the first pregnancy it seemed really politically important for me to not refer to the fetus as a baby—I think some of this was worry about sounding anti-choice. I am one of those women who always assumed that I’d have an abortion if it came up, and then it came up, and . . . I couldn’t. I was and remain extremely pro-choice, so I tried to signal this by not calling the fetus a baby—except when I forgot. Funnily enough, Ruth and Nora—who are also pro-choice liberal types—just wanted to call him the baby, and thought I was being kind of strange. It’s a fair cop.