I have been very chill, it's okay little man doesn't have a name. I have accepted that my husband wants to meet him before giving him one but I am now thirty weeks he is going to be here so fast and he is growing and getting so big and I am so attached, smitten and I feel like I know him. I have dreams of his little face and how he is going to feel when I hold him. I know he's a stranger to my husband but to me he is so real and tangible I feel him all day, he kicks me constantly I talk to him. I know my son and it is starting to make me crazy again the not having a name thing at this point I would be fine with just about anything which is crazy but I just want him to have a name. I keep saying little man and buddy and a couple of other things but it's not the same. I keep calling him names off of the very short list but they all sound fake because I don't know if it will actually be his name. I know tradition and our culture says that father's name sons but these days I'm really wishing I was a more modern do what I want kinda woman...