Story of a name...

When Greta was about one, and I started thinking about more babies, I wanted another Scandinavian-type name but I wanted to invent one. I mulled over so many syllables and sounds in my head, I was fairly obsessed! Little did I know I wouldn't have another girl for 10 years, haha...Ella, Elka, Ilsa, Elsa......

I remember so clearly, I even remember where I was, (sitting in the car) when I came up with Iska and Eska. I loved the sounds of those words and remembered to remember them. Then once a while later there was a model in a magazine named Iske and I thought well, I have to use Eska now! ....

Each time I was pregnant, thinking it was a girl, I Googled the word Eska and nothing came up. Then one time Eskarina came up, i think when I was expecting Charlie, on a list of "beautiful breastfed babies" of all things! I thought that was even better than Eska, but alas, many sons and no daughters...

Now this pregnancy there is apparently some Eska stuff on the internet now--someone named Princess Eskarina from a novel, as well as a blogger named Eska from Europe who seems like a pretty cool girl. So, even though the dream that this was an actual invented name is gone, its cool to know of these other Eska's!

We loved Poppy as a middle name always, mostly for Poppy Z Brite (the author) as well as for a flower middle name and just an all 'round great name. Other contenders were Posey and Marigold but Poppy won out hands down among Steve and the kids.

So that's the story!

I am feeling well, laying in bed, so far all of my experiments with taking less pain killers have gone very badly, so to say I am glad Steve is home is a huge understatement.

My milk came in Saturday without much ado, but probably cuz I am on pills.

Baby is super sweet and snuggly and a precious little dolly-bean. More pics soon!