We have a name

If you'll notice, on my little pregnancy counter (which comes in VERY handy for when I forget my due date), we've named our little fetus. His name will very likely be Charles Barron Stringham. Brent got to pick his name since I don't really know that we'll have any more boys and I wanted him to be able to love his son's name. I have tried to warn him that we are following in Pride and Prejudice tradition by naming him Charles (for those of you not as obsessed with the story as I am, Charles is Mr. Bingley's first name. For those of you that don't know who the heck Mr. Bingley is, you really should read Pride and Prejudice. It's a very good book, I promise). So we'll have all characters from the book as our children's names, but it doesn't really bother me. We really didn't mean to do it that way, seriously, it just worked out that we've got a Jane and Lizzy and Brent wanted Charles. He says that he doesn't care and as long as I don't try to name any kid Darcy, we should be good. No worries there.
Anyway, it aint over until I sign the birth certificate, but I think we are fairly settled. Charlie is a little over half way here and his big sister is VERY excited for him to come. One of them at least. Poor Lizzy has no idea what she's in for. Won't this be an interesting fall for us.