A New Look

Sorry for the ginormous picture of us! I was trying to change up our blog a little bit, and I have no idea how to make our title picture smaller. I'm going to keep working on it, but for now, enjoy our huge faces.
Things are going well here. I still feel great and really can't complain about this pregnancy. Our baby boy is very active, particularly at night when I'm in bed trying to sleep : ) I still work a few days a week and am planning to keep at it until I feel miserable or until the baby comes, whichever comes first. We are in the final planning stages of getting the nursery situated, so that's been fun. Our amazing home builder has offered to paint our nursery as a baby gift. She has even hired a professional interior designer/artist to do it! Greg and I thought she was just going to recruit one of her work crew painters to do it, so we were very surprised when she called to set up our first meeting with the decorator. I met with her last week to discuss our "vision" for the nursery and she is supposed to draw up plans this week to show us what she can do. I feel like I'm on HGTV! I can't wait to see it finished and I'm even more excited to see our baby in it!
Greg and I have been debating/arguing/discussing the name of our baby since we found out he was a boy. We've discovered that our tastes in names are pretty different. Greg tends to like older, more mature (ie 80 yr old man names) and I tend to like more popular, traditional names( too popular as far as Greg and our OB are concerned-my OB told me flat out I could not name my baby Aidan because he had already delivered too many babies by that name). I was so afraid our baby was going to leave the hospital as baby boy Pyne until this past Saturday night. We went bowling with some friends and family. I was up to bowl the 5th or 6th frame and knocked down 7 of the 10 pins. The 3 remaining were one towards the front, and then one on each corner of the back row (pins 7 and 10 for the bowling gurus). A horrible split shot, so horrible that my dear husband was prompted to call out to me, "If you can knock down all 3, you can name our baby!" The pressure was on, and after some good advice from my brother-in-law, I let the ball go. I don't know who was more surprised when I actually got the shot! I jumped pretty high for a pregnant lady and turned to see my sweet Greg's shocked face! He recovered pretty well and now says he's glad the pressure is off of him as far as naming the baby. I won't let him off the hook that easily-I still want his honest input. No decisions have been made yet. I think I want to see him first before making our final choice. We'll keep you posted on our progress!