When Justin and Hailey Bieber announced they were expecting a baby, fans were thrilled. The couple, who have been married for almost six years, are now parents to a baby boy.
They have now revealed the baby’s name, which shows they are continuing a sweet family tradition.
Justin and Hailey shared the news of their baby boy’s arrival on social media. The couple got married in September 2018. In May of this year, they announced they were expecting their first child together.
After announcing the pregnancy, Hailey kept her fans updated and shared how her pregnancy was going.
The couple announced their baby’s name on social media with a caption that said, “WELCOME HOME JACK BLUES BIEBER .” The proud dad, Justin, was excited to share the news of his son’s arrival and his name with everyone.
By revealing the name, Justin showed that they are keeping a family tradition. The baby’s initials, ‘JB,’ are the same as his dad’s and grandfather’s.
It’s well-known that Justin Bieber has the initials ‘JB,’ and his dad does too, since his name is Jeremy Bieber. Justin’s younger siblings also share the same initials, with his sister named Jazmyn Bieber and his brother named Jaxon Bieber.
Interestingly, Justin’s dad, Jeremy, also has the middle name Jack.
Although the couple hasn’t shared a picture of their baby’s face yet, they did post a picture showing the baby’s foot. In the picture, you can also see Hailey’s hand and a fuzzy blanket next to the baby’s foot.
Many of the couple’s celebrity friends were excited to see them become parents. Khloé Kardashian commented, “Jack Blues!!!!!! Congratulations!!!!! I love this tiny foot so so much.”
Hailey’s close friend, Kylie Jenner, also wrote, “I can’t handle this little foot, JACK BLUES.”
I’m a mom to a 9-year-old boy, and let me tell you, the mess in his room has been driving me up the wall!
The chaos in my son, Leo’s, room was legendary. Toys lay strewn across the floor like fallen leaves, clothes were draped over every available surface, and a mountain of dirty laundry threatened to engulf his bed. I’d nagged, I’d pleaded, I’d even resorted to threats, but nothing seemed to penetrate the fog of his youthful disorganization.
Then, my in-laws arrived for a barbecue. As the aroma of grilling burgers filled the air, I vented my frustrations to my mother-in-law, lamenting the eternal struggle against the tyranny of childhood clutter.
She listened patiently, a twinkle in her eye. “Oh, don’t worry, dear,” she said, “I’ll get him to clean it up.”
I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “How, exactly?”
She simply smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “You’ll see.”
And see, I did. My mother-in-law, with the grace of a seasoned magician, approached Leo, who was currently engrossed in a video game. She whispered something in his ear, her voice a low, conspiratorial murmur.
Leo, initially resistant, suddenly sprang to his feet, a look of excitement replacing his usual indifference. He bolted upstairs, a whirlwind of energy, leaving a trail of discarded toys in his wake.
Within an hour, a miracle had occurred. Leo’s room was transformed. Toys were neatly tucked away in bins, clothes were folded and placed in drawers, and the mountain of laundry had miraculously vanished. Even the dreaded “Lego death trap” lurking under the bed was miraculously cleared.
Astonished, I turned to my mother-in-law. “What did you say to him?” I demanded, my curiosity piqued.
She chuckled, her eyes twinkling. “Oh, I simply told him I had hidden a hundred dollars somewhere in his room. He had to find it before he could have any dessert.”
My jaw dropped. “You bribed him?”
“Of course,” she replied, “A little incentive never hurt anyone.”
And there it was. The secret to conquering the chaos of childhood: a little bit of bribery and a whole lot of grandma magic.
From that day on, I adopted my mother-in-law’s strategy. A misplaced toy? “I hear the tooth fairy is looking for a hiding spot for some extra special coins…” A forgotten chore? “I wonder where I put those extra movie tickets I was saving for you…”
Leo, initially skeptical, quickly learned the game. He became a cleaning machine, his room miraculously transforming into a haven of order and cleanliness whenever the “treasure hunt” was announced.
And while some might argue that bribery is not the most ethical parenting technique, I couldn’t help but admire my mother-in-law’s ingenuity. After all, in the battle against childhood clutter, a little bit of strategic maneuvering never hurt anyone.
Besides, who am I to argue with results? Leo’s room was cleaner than it had ever been, and I was finally enjoying a moment of peace and quiet. And that, I realized, was priceless.
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