October...for Heather to wear in public or anywhere else where strange and chatty women congregate and ask her the exact same three questions:
No, not yet
- When's it due?
- Do you know what it is?
- Has he got a name?
One friend, for example, keeps suggesting Sebastian as a name. At first I didn't really take to it. Since getting back into international Rugby however, the name Sébastien is starting to grow on Heather and I. This is thanks to M. Chabal, the French number 8 who could have come from the pages of the Asterix comics.
I've mentioned several other suggestions that we've considered since the ultrasound scan. Heather likes Rockford because it's her favourite TV show and, well, because she's American. My Dad likes Chuck which is short for Charles. I believe this is in honour of our future king of England. Everybody loves Maddog but for some reason, only as a middle name.
We just can't decide which of these fabulous suggestions works best and that is why I'm putting it to a public vote!
To the side of the page, you should see a 'Name The Baby' section where you can choose the fate of our unborn baby. You and you alone can determine how much - and what sort of - bullying he will suffer in school because of his name.
The poll lasts until the end of the month or until everybody votes for Rockford and I dismiss it as a bit of fun.