July 14, 2010

Ohhhhh Baby

Lavender Aloysius Powell?
Umberto Kawasaki Powell?
Lazlo Pegasus Powell?

Those aren't just random words mashed together; they're potential names for the first great superhero of the 21st century. For now, I'm just calling him Powell 2.0. This is my sneaky way of letting the whole Internet know we're having a boy in early December. I almost said baby boy there, but I don't want to discount the possibility of a Benjamin Button scenario.

We've known about the pregnancy for a few months now, but we just learned the gender on Tuesday. Everybody keeps asking me if I'm happy it's a boy. My response to this is always the same: boy or girl doesn't matter to me, as long as it's one of the other. I wouldn't have the slightest idea how to raise an in-betweener without making things way, way worse probably. (Step 1: rent the Crying Game?)

So far, everybody is happy and healthy. Well, the happy part might not be true; my habit of shaking Laura's tummy and shouting, "Punch harder, baby!" might be annoying Mommy and Baby. Unfortunately, until I can feel some fetal kung fu, I'm keeping that up. We've had a few of the standard pregnancy complaints (fatigue and whatnot), but nothing to indicate that the baby might, in fact, be a werewolf or a shapeshifter. (Why yes, I have been watching a lot of True Blood while reading What to Expect When You're Expecting.)

We're getting the house ready, we're reading constantly, and we're scouting out pre-schools. I will have many different reasons for being a bizarre father, including my own general insanity, my total belief in the Mayan Apocalypse of 2012, and the fact I was head-butted by a billy goat as a toddler. Lack of preparation will not be one of these reasons, though.

Mark your calendars for December 5, folks. There's got be a lot more crying and pooping around the Powell house, and we're hoping the baby's responsible.

Posted by Cody at July 14, 2010 10:38 PM