Jped, Iped, Bped?

31 weeks 6 days

If J-Lo can do it, then so can I.  So Jped it is.  I've removed the hyphen - it's neater.

I run the risk of revealing who I am right at the start, but that can wait. 

Me: Jped, Husband: Iped.  Little boy due to arrive soon....we don't know his name yet.  In the absence of anything else, simply "Baby" to start with...so Bped, but that sounds like a type of shoe.   Jped: English (my mother would be horrified, but it's untidy to write "part English, half Scottish with some Irish in there for good measure"), Iped: Spanish (well Catalan - I gather there's a BIG difference).

Choosing a name for a mixed nationality baby (person?) is proving tricky so if anyone knows the time you're given in Spain to register a name, please do be kind and let me know.  In England you have 42 days to make it to the council and I know many people who've let it go to the wire.  I'm secretly hoping he'll whoosh out of me shouting his name saving us the trouble.  Iped tells me the Spanish nurses will ask for the name as soon as he arrives.  So time to get real and choose a name.

It sounds as if I can't be bothered to invest the time choosing a name.  Not true.  We have a book of 7,000 names that lives on the toilet.  However, my hormones have sucked away my imagination and I seem to change my mind every day anyway.  If I can't make up my mind on a name does that make me destined to be a bad mother?  Speaking of which, I've just spent my entire "health in pregnancy" grant on nursing underwear.  I'm sure Bped will be thrilled.  It's ok, I've been eating an apple a day the whole way through and taking my vitamins so my guilt is neutralised for now at least.  Get used to it...if I'm to believe the literature, guilt will be a major life feature for a next 20 years.

So, Bambino Barcelona?   Not terribly imaginative name for a blog of an English woman whose in her third trimester and about to move to Barcelona.  Like I said, my skin may be glowing but my imagination has gone for a walk.

At a time when I should be practicing my breathing, keggling religiously, touring the hospital, packing my hospital bag and generally making house, we've decided to combine one major upheaval with another.  Having a baby and moving country (and probably moving back again in about nine months to resume work).  And this is where I'll chart the progress (assuming I've time).  Hopefully you'll come with me.