Anonymous wrote:Amy
Zachary
You were determined to have only two children and you tried to reinforce that by naming one child at the beginning of the alphabet and the other at the end of the alphabet. No other children in between A and Z for you. However, you and DH went on a couples retreat two months ago at the suggestion of your SIL (the one you like and who likes you). She thought you and DH were stressed over work and other issues related to DH's family and needed alone time. She offered to stay with 6 year old Zachary and 8 year old Amy over the weekend (she is your husband's older sister and her two DDs are at Swarthmore and Boston College, respectively).
While driving to the retreat, you and DH determined that the last time you have sex was the morning before Valentine's Day, because he was leaving for a 5 day out of town trip later than afternoon. The retreat was a little silly, but the lunch was good and they kept offering you wine, and you and DH got a little frisky and went back to your room before the first lecture on "Finding the Core of Your Marriage." You found your core that night and the next morning as well before hurrying off to a day of pointers from couples who looked like they really should find their core. You tried not to be too smug as you watched the pained expressions of others as they seemed to relate to what was being said while you and DH could not keep yourself from touching each other's knees or slyly rubbing against each other.
You skipped dinner with the guest speaker a noted marriage therapist and drove to a cheesy Italian joint you saw on the way to the retreat. It reminded you of the place where you had dinner the night you became engaged, and you made out heavily in the car and barely made it back to the retreat before you had sex again. The morning was rinse and repeat.
You felt good for a solid week after the retreat and assured your SIL that it was exactly what you needed.
the next week you had a business trip to California and threw up after eating what you describe to your co-worker as "bad sushi." This became a "spring virus," which morphed into an "upset tummy," until you finally gave in and took a pregnancy test.
Now you are looking for a name which begins with a letter somewhere in between B and Y. Any suggestions DCUM?