This conversation went on way too long. I managed to play along without telling her my whole sordid story, because I don't want to be that person. Did I think I was expecting? Did I want to be expecting? If I was expecting, did I want a boy or a girl? Did I want to find out early or be surprised? Blah, blah, blah.
In the end, she says, "Well, if you are expecting, I want it to be a girl, and I want you to name her Christine."
God? Is this a sign? I was kind of partial to Johanna, but I'm not immovable on the subject. It's actually a little creepy, because I'm told that up until the last minute I was supposed to be named Christine. We'll see if we get any more random suggestions.