Today while going through names with my wife about what to name our mystery kid, (we are waiting for the delivery date to find out the sex) I started crying. Now this wasn't a "I stubbed my toe and I think I broke it" cry, this was more of a "I am having a second kid and it's finally hitting me" cry. Earlier this month I wrote about how I was freaking out about having another child, but tonight something hit me. Something that made me so happy and sad at the same time.
