The newest Zierlein is arriving in less than nine days and I, I mean WE, have no name yet. Well, there is a middle name, but no first. We sort of had a first name picked out, but you had to say it with somewhat of an accent, meaning most white people would get it wrong. Since that includes half my family, and if you ask Lance me too, (since Kingwood Mexicans that DON'T speak Spanish don't count), I would constantly be annoyed when people pronounced it wrong. I suppose I could handle some people getting it wrong, but you can imagine how annoyed I'd be when family didn't say it properly. Lance threw that name by the side and found another okay name. It's fine, it's a saint, but I only "like" it. Don't love it all. So we're stuck. The names that I love, he hates. So here we are again...It happened this way with No David, and Lance found the perfect name as I lay on the table seconds before my section. Why is this hard???
Second hardest? Picking a Godparent. I am by no means the best Catholic, so very far from it, BUT is it too much to ask that my Godparents go to Confession, attend Mass weekly and Holy Days? Even my brother who gets annoyed with religious people agrees with me on this one. Lance is leaving the decision to me. He doesn't care, says the whole thing feels like high school to him. I completely understand why he feels that way. We have picked wonderful people as Godparents. They are really great people, just not great or even good Godparents. They love our kids, but it's not about being a Godparent, but rather being in their life by virtue of their relationship with us. I know in reality our Godparent isn't going to do a lot as far as my child's religious upbringing, but I do want someone who loves the church like we do. That cares about what the church teaches without immediately tossing it aside. Like I said, I'm no saint, but I do try and I love my church. I just want the same from my Godparents.