We're gonna have a baby boy. Mitch and I went to In My Womb yesterday and had her scheduled sonogram. The images we got were pretty convincing. A baby boy is on the way. And from the looks of it, he could be a handful.
Proud? Damned right I am. I've got an heir to carry my name. I had hoped for a girl but the fact our firstborn is a boy does not lessen him in my eyes. Boy, girl. There are reasons for both that do not need to contradict themselves.
And now I'm in somewhat of a bind. We had decided on a name but the name is for a baby girl. We have a boy. I haven't figured out his whole name yet.
His first name will be Ethan. Beth was the one one who suggested it since she knew I wanted a name starting with the letter E. The name Ethan is Hebrew in origin and it means 'strong, permanent, perrenial, ever-flowing'. I reckon it pertains to his strength of will.
Meh. My father's name Ernest is from the word 'earnes' and is Old English in origin. It means 'passion', 'zeal', and 'resolute'. I don't know my father well enough to know just what exactly is zealous in him. Anyways, I'm not itching to find out.
My name Errol is English in origin, possibly Latin. It means 'uncertain' and 'possibly wandering', or 'wanderer, rover'. Errol is also a variant of Earl which is 'nobleman', 'warrior', and 'prince'... This is lovely. Even in my name there is some uncertainty... I live with it.
Anyways, continuing to the main topic.
First consideration is the letter E. His name has to begin with that letter. My parents' and my name start with E. It kinda makes sense that our baby's name start with it too. I'm glad this one is already out of the way.
Second consideration is it must not be a Christian name that was based from the Bible, the Calendar, or the name of any saints. I have this thing about having common names.
Third consideration is what the name actually means. As much as possible, I need a name which would show the ideal trait of our child. There's some truth to the claim that the name shapes a person's future. I don't want to take this for granted.
Fourth consideration is the source. I don't know why but I prefer an Old English or a Welsh name. There's a certain charm to having those old, seldom used names in the Philippines.
Fifth and the most important consideration is Mitch's approval. She's kinda like the President and I a Board recommending a list of names where she picks only one.
Anyways, so far I've come up with the following Welsh names, all subject to review:
Brice - alert, ambitious **
Cadell - battle
Caderyn - battle king
Cadfael - battle metal
Cadoc - warlike one
Cadwallader - war leader
Cedric - war chief
Cledwyn - blessed sword
Cynderyn - chief lord
Cynfael - chief master
Cynfor - great chief
Drew - wise
Dyfrid - princely hero
Eiros - bright
Elaeth - intelligent
Elgan - bright circle
Emry - honor
Emyr - honorable
Eryl - watcher
Galahad - war hawk
Gavin - white hawk
Griffith - fierce lord
Gwion - elf
Gwynfor - fair lord
Howell - remarkable **
Idris - eager lord
Iestyn - just
Kynan - chief
Llewellyn - lion-like **
Madoc - lucky
Maelgwyn - metal chief
Meilyr - man of iron
Rhain - lance
Rhys - enthusiastic **
Tarrant - thunder
Tostig - sharp
Trahern - strong as iron
Ynyr - honor
Fferyll - 'bears the Staff'
Talyessin - handsome
Myrddin - Hawk
Bran - raven
Hywel - eminent
Taliesin - shining brow
Trahearn - very much like iron
Whew. And the research has just barely begun. More to follow soon. For now, it's the start of the weekend, and I need a bit of sleep.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
In Conclusion:
Funny how things turn out sometimes. For some people, I've become a total recluse. A stranger. An outsider. Which is just as well.
I have not much ties to bind me in my current workplace. Only a few people are updated as to what I've been up to so far, and these are people who'd back me up when the time comes for me to move on.
When the time comes, it would be easy to pull up my roots and go elsewhere. As far as I'm concerned, it would be a change of scenery. The only thing that matters is doing my job right.
I have not much ties to bind me in my current workplace. Only a few people are updated as to what I've been up to so far, and these are people who'd back me up when the time comes for me to move on.
When the time comes, it would be easy to pull up my roots and go elsewhere. As far as I'm concerned, it would be a change of scenery. The only thing that matters is doing my job right.
Work Hazards
January 14th's shift was tough. Barely four hours of sleep for the previous days and that lack of rest took its toll on me. I could've taken it in stride if the sun were out, I suppose. But I work at night. Seated. Without physical activities. Oh yeah. Might have as well as shot myself in the head, I think.
The sensation was odd. My thought pattern was stable. Perception went down the sink though. I looked at things from periodically to keep awake but it was as if my eyeballs couldn't stop from skidding from side to side. Sometimes it was difficult to focus on something.
Getting off my chair and walking a bit seemed to help shake off the drowsiness. That and the unholy amount of coffee I've downed that night. They helped. But seated too long, it was guaranteed I'd lose consciousness and drowse in my station. Which would have been a serious offense had I been caught.
I still can't figure out how I made it thru without anyone noticing. Well, maybe those right next to me did and I do believe they helped. For which I'm totally grateful. I guess the point I'm trying to make is to never take rest for granted. I got into that bind because I had decided that I could forego sleep in favor of whatever it was that took up my time. And I paid for that recklessness.
Mitch's right. If I value my job, then I better get some sleep. Four hours total at least.
The sensation was odd. My thought pattern was stable. Perception went down the sink though. I looked at things from periodically to keep awake but it was as if my eyeballs couldn't stop from skidding from side to side. Sometimes it was difficult to focus on something.
Getting off my chair and walking a bit seemed to help shake off the drowsiness. That and the unholy amount of coffee I've downed that night. They helped. But seated too long, it was guaranteed I'd lose consciousness and drowse in my station. Which would have been a serious offense had I been caught.
I still can't figure out how I made it thru without anyone noticing. Well, maybe those right next to me did and I do believe they helped. For which I'm totally grateful. I guess the point I'm trying to make is to never take rest for granted. I got into that bind because I had decided that I could forego sleep in favor of whatever it was that took up my time. And I paid for that recklessness.
Mitch's right. If I value my job, then I better get some sleep. Four hours total at least.
Work Hazards
January 14th's shift was tough. Barely four hours of sleep for the previous days and that lack of rest took its toll on me. I could've taken it in stride if the sun were out, I suppose. But I work at night. Seated. Without physical activities. Oh yeah. Might have as well as shot myself in the head, I think.
The sensation was odd. My thought pattern was stable. Perception went down the sink though. I looked at things from periodically to keep awake but it was as if my eyeballs couldn't stop from skidding from side to side. Sometimes it was difficult to focus on something.
Getting off my chair and walking a bit seemed to help shake off the drowsiness. That and the unholy amount of coffee I've downed that night. They helped. But seated too long, it was guaranteed I'd lose consciousness and drowse in my station. Which would have been a serious offense had I been caught.
I still can't figure out how I made it thru without anyone noticing. Well, maybe those right next to me did and I do believe they helped. For which I'm totally grateful. I guess the point I'm trying to make is to never take rest for granted. I got into that bind because I had decided that I could forego sleep in favor of whatever it was that took up my time. And I paid for that recklessness.
Mitch's right. If I value my job, then I better get some sleep. Four hours total at least.
The sensation was odd. My thought pattern was stable. Perception went down the sink though. I looked at things from periodically to keep awake but it was as if my eyeballs couldn't stop from skidding from side to side. Sometimes it was difficult to focus on something.
Getting off my chair and walking a bit seemed to help shake off the drowsiness. That and the unholy amount of coffee I've downed that night. They helped. But seated too long, it was guaranteed I'd lose consciousness and drowse in my station. Which would have been a serious offense had I been caught.
I still can't figure out how I made it thru without anyone noticing. Well, maybe those right next to me did and I do believe they helped. For which I'm totally grateful. I guess the point I'm trying to make is to never take rest for granted. I got into that bind because I had decided that I could forego sleep in favor of whatever it was that took up my time. And I paid for that recklessness.
Mitch's right. If I value my job, then I better get some sleep. Four hours total at least.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Residential Relocation
Okay, the big day moves closer and closer. We really have to get to a bigger place. As of the moment, buying a new place is out of the question. It's just too expensive. We don't have any downpayment available just yet. So it's gonna be renting a new place for a year or two maybe.
Which will work out I reckon. I mean, people who start out rent apartments and condos, right? Hopefully, we'd still be able to earn some for the downpayment. We're doing great with our jobs and as long as we keep them up, I'm pretty certain things will turn out for the better. A new pad we can call our own. Maybe a car. Or two. Meh. Maybe not two cars. Gas is getting more expensive by the day. And eventually Mitch's own business.
All in all, despite the load of things to accomplish before mid-year, I'm pretty happy by the way things are going.
Oh yes. We better get a desktop of our own. With a 'Net connection. We both surf a lot and spend a lot of time online. Much more practical to have a PC at home to work on.
Interesting link: http://airships.paulgazis.com/003/FlyingCloud003.htm
Seems to be an online novel. Gotta check it out soon.
Which will work out I reckon. I mean, people who start out rent apartments and condos, right? Hopefully, we'd still be able to earn some for the downpayment. We're doing great with our jobs and as long as we keep them up, I'm pretty certain things will turn out for the better. A new pad we can call our own. Maybe a car. Or two. Meh. Maybe not two cars. Gas is getting more expensive by the day. And eventually Mitch's own business.
All in all, despite the load of things to accomplish before mid-year, I'm pretty happy by the way things are going.
Oh yes. We better get a desktop of our own. With a 'Net connection. We both surf a lot and spend a lot of time online. Much more practical to have a PC at home to work on.
Interesting link: http://airships.paulgazis.com/003/FlyingCloud003.htm
Seems to be an online novel. Gotta check it out soon.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Priorities for the year
Ok. A new year is here. A year with soooo many things to do. And I haven't figured out just yet what I'll do to accomplish my tasks.
First off, the home front. The need to find a place to move into is getting greater with each passing week. Mitch's expected delivery date looms near and we must find a bigger place soon. The current place just won't do for childrearing.
Then there's the debts I have. Good Lord but the trip south really gutted my finances. I should have been updated by now. But the entire week's household budget was dumped on me during the time Mitch and I were there. Hopefully by end of January I'll be able to make a dent on my payables.
And speaking of payments, I really have to help Mitch with her medications and vaccinations. Those meds she's taking dont' exactly come cheap, and I don't want to hobble her with such expenses. I could at least share.
Those three items are enough to keep me wondering at times. And Mitch raised a valid point last night. But that matter is for another time.
Oh. I can't believe I almost forgot this. The delivery itself. I should really pitch in for the day. So far only Mitch was able to start a nest fund for that. Just as well as I don't have any urge to buy anything right now. Glasses, phones, consoles, and whatnot can wait for another day. Our baby will not.
First off, the home front. The need to find a place to move into is getting greater with each passing week. Mitch's expected delivery date looms near and we must find a bigger place soon. The current place just won't do for childrearing.
Then there's the debts I have. Good Lord but the trip south really gutted my finances. I should have been updated by now. But the entire week's household budget was dumped on me during the time Mitch and I were there. Hopefully by end of January I'll be able to make a dent on my payables.
And speaking of payments, I really have to help Mitch with her medications and vaccinations. Those meds she's taking dont' exactly come cheap, and I don't want to hobble her with such expenses. I could at least share.
Those three items are enough to keep me wondering at times. And Mitch raised a valid point last night. But that matter is for another time.
Oh. I can't believe I almost forgot this. The delivery itself. I should really pitch in for the day. So far only Mitch was able to start a nest fund for that. Just as well as I don't have any urge to buy anything right now. Glasses, phones, consoles, and whatnot can wait for another day. Our baby will not.
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