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I, like any normal human keep a list of future names I started it when I was young then it was Landon and Ashlynn kids I knew from school written in gel glitter pen in bright pink hues my list is sorted alphabetically genders separated as well it’s followed me from Lisa Frank diaries to pdfs files sometimes I add to it often other times I leave it alone my list is heavily masculine I'm not quite sure why I like boys named Max and Marlon I like Oskar and Gale too I have a thing for Old English names like Arthur and Holden just to name a few my boyfriend prefers Ash or Astrid I like those as well but, my favorite name is Olin with one or two L's I discovered this name on a lost blanket draped over a fence post by the bay I'd call him Ollie for fun Ollie Ollie Oxen free! We’d play he'd have red hair and freckles I’d knit him many things I'd sing him to sleep at night I'd bake him lots of treats when he cries I'd hold him tight whisper that everything is alright tests continue to be ordered blood, ultrasounds, and more results are coming forward I refuse to see the score It’s the very thing I’m dreading I worry that it’s true seems this list is fruitless seems I am too
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Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 6:05 PM UTC
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I, like any normal human keep a list of future names I started it when I was young then it was Landon and Ashlynn kids I knew from school written in gel glitter pen in bright pink hues my list is sorted alphabetically genders separated as well it’s followed me from Lisa Frank diaries to pdfs files sometimes I add to it often other times I leave it alone my list is heavily masculine I'm not quite sure why I like boys named Max and Marlon I like Oskar and Gale too I have a thing for Old English names like Arthur and Holden just to name a few my boyfriend prefers Ash or Astrid I like those as well but, my favorite name is Olin with one or two L's I discovered this name on a lost blanket draped over a fence post by the bay I'd call him Ollie for fun Ollie Ollie Oxen free! We’d play he'd have red hair and freckles I’d knit him many things I'd sing him to sleep at night I'd bake him lots of treats when he cries I'd hold him tight whisper that everything is alright tests continue to be ordered blood, ultrasounds, and more results are coming forward I refuse to see the score It’s the very thing I’m dreading I worry that it’s true seems this list is fruitless seems I am too
#infertility#motherhood#baby#babynames#thingsidread
Rowhomeward
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Rowhomeward
27/F/Oregon
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 6:05 PM UTC
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