Tuesday, September 23, 2008
"Mojo"...a better name for a bike than a child.
So Kelley and I went to Santa Fe last Friday for an appointment with our perinatal specialist. They drew out a pedigree of our family's possible genetic conditions, talked with us about a few concerns we had, and even took us into the ultrasound room where we got yet another peak at our soon-to-be baby girl. We've picked the name "Moira Josephine Gregory"...
...after we picked it I quickly realized that I would have an excuse to call her "Mo-jo"! It seems, though, that neither of the pairs of grandparents really like that idea much...so we'll just stick with "jo" for short until her friends pick their own nicknames for her later in life! :)
We're both so excited about her arrival in December and I think that my excitement for her getting here is getting close to Kelley's excitement for getting her out of Kelley's belly!
The name "mojo" is just too good to waste though...so I've affectionately named my Harley in honor of what no one will let me name my own child! :)
On Saturday (the day after our trip to Santa Fe), I got on mojo and rode the beautiful ride to Taos, NM. It takes you up on New Mexico Hwy 518 through some of the most beautiful country I've ever seen. Desert turns to arid uplands, which become alpine forests complete with Aspen groves that are already in peak color change. Then the road descends into Taos, which is such a hip place as well.
I'm so thankful for the opportunity to be able to experience life this full.
cheers,
jeff
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3 comments:
Hey Jeffe, thanks for your comment on my squirrel poem. he was dancing again last night. anyway, cool posts about NM and Mojo. Hilarious! Hope all is well. Love ya, bro.
Hey, guess what the grandparents don't live in NM, so I say you call her whatever you want to call her. I am glad things are going well. December will be here before you know it!!
I agree with Danielle. You're right though...her friends will name her what will stick for life. I can only imagine how you feel to be where you are...karma is cool.
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