Introducing...Porter Jonathan

As I said in the last post, I threw your dad a surprise birthday party last Thursday evening. He was very surprised and very humbled by all the friends and family that showed up. Everyone couldn't wait for us to cut into the cake that would reveal your gender.

I let your dad do the honor. But because of his calm nature it felt like he was taking FOREVER, and at one point I had to stop myself from yanking the knife out of his hand. Once he slid the piece out and I saw blue I started jumping up and down. I wanted a boy very badly and I couldn't believe I got my wish. I should let you know that your dad really could have cared less if you were a boy or girl. I've never seen a father so intent on just having a happy, healthy baby. I love him.

Happy birthday, Dad! We're having a boy!

We are so excited to meet you. We have been going back and forth, well I should say that I've been going back and forth with names, but your dad has been stuck on just one name. I guess I should tell you the story about that.

Years ago I told your dad that we were going to have three boys and name them Harper, Porter and Baxter. He liked all the names but as the years went on Harper became "too popular" and having a lil Baxter would just makes things too confusing. So I started looking at different names altogether. Little did I know that your dad was still focused on Porter. Just yesterday I was emailing him some different names and he replies: "Porter Jonathan Turfitt sounds really good to me! I actually feel good about it. Let me know what you think." 

Nothing I suggested could deter him. I like Porter I just wasn't crazy about the name. And you'll learn one day that naming a child is a HUGE responsibility. It's very stressful! I started asking family and friends what they thought of the name and just as soon as it would roll of my tongue their faces would light up as they exclaimed, "I like it!" This made me more fond of it and once I decided that we would go with that name I felt good about it.

I told your dad last night that I was "letting" him have the name he wanted, but he would have to be more open-minded with me on the next kid. He promised he would...unless he forgot, which is why I'm documenting it here ;) 

Last night, your dad prayed that Heavenly Father would let us know if it was the right name, and I think it is because I feel even better about your name today. Porter Jonathan it is. 

Wow! Now that we know we're having a boy there is just so much to think about. I asked your dad last night if he was nervous about having to raise a son to which he explained that he probably wouldn't be nervous until I went into labor and reality set in. 

I beg to differ. I wish you could see the way that he treats me and this pregnancy. You will learn that your dad is a worry wart and I'm the exact opposite. He worries about every little thing I do and put into my body. He is already a concerned and very proud parent.

p.s. I went to the doctor yesterday as a follow up to the Braxton-Hicks contractions. She said not to worry too much about it as there's no way to tell if it indicates preterm labor or if it's just a crazy fluke. I'm not worried, and your dad is trying hard not to act worried.