Until your wife is pregnant you probably haven't heard of HCG levels...in a nutshell they're hormones that can really affect what's going on with the pre-kid. There are charts of where you should be every week.
Staci's were high in the beginning. This could have been a bad thing like a miscarriage or molar pregnancy...or it could have been twins. Since the levels were high, everything else looked good and things were too small to see on the ultrasound OK we thought we were having twins.
When I was a kid I wanted to be a twin and I kind of thought it would be cool to have twins, plus we decided on one birth...so in a way twins would be great. No decision to have a second.
Then I totally freaked out. I couldn't sleep for a couple nights. Our place is a two bedroom and with all the real estate bullshit I don't see us moving any time soon.
I got to thinking how we could handle two kids. Even though big girl/big boy beds were a bit in the future I needed to see if two twin beds would fit in the 2nd bedroom? (side note: I hate the term big girl bed or big boy bed...not sure why.) One night I measured out the room...good stuff 2 twin beds fit. The next night I wanted to figure how we'd set the room up so it would be also a fun place for them...so I was thinking Murphy beds. I configured the whole set up in my mind. Some cool loft like set up with desks and storage that would be hidden along with the Murphy beds. Next I had to figure out if Murphy beds are safe for kids. I wasn't sure so in my head I was designing safety features and then rules for who can put the bed up and down. I was a bit ahead of myself, but damn the setup was looking cool in my mind. Maybe unsafe, maybe not great for kids but it was looking cool.
And what if it's a boy and a girl? What if one wants some alone time? Do we put a convertible bed in the alcove? Who gets the privilege to sleep in it? Is that really privilege?
When I stopped freaking out about space I thought, what if it's two girls? Two weddings to pay for, twice as many boys leering at them, 1.5 times the amount of mean girl friends (girls are often mean to each other in school and as for the 1.5 I figured there would be some crossover with friends but they'd also have individual friends too.)
I didn't stress as much about two boys, not because of any prejudice, mostly because there were too many things to freak out about girls.
Anyway it was a false alarm...it's only one.
The nurse said not to worry about the levels because every woman is different...why didn't they tell me that in the first place.
Staci's were high in the beginning. This could have been a bad thing like a miscarriage or molar pregnancy...or it could have been twins. Since the levels were high, everything else looked good and things were too small to see on the ultrasound OK we thought we were having twins.
When I was a kid I wanted to be a twin and I kind of thought it would be cool to have twins, plus we decided on one birth...so in a way twins would be great. No decision to have a second.
Then I totally freaked out. I couldn't sleep for a couple nights. Our place is a two bedroom and with all the real estate bullshit I don't see us moving any time soon.
I got to thinking how we could handle two kids. Even though big girl/big boy beds were a bit in the future I needed to see if two twin beds would fit in the 2nd bedroom? (side note: I hate the term big girl bed or big boy bed...not sure why.) One night I measured out the room...good stuff 2 twin beds fit. The next night I wanted to figure how we'd set the room up so it would be also a fun place for them...so I was thinking Murphy beds. I configured the whole set up in my mind. Some cool loft like set up with desks and storage that would be hidden along with the Murphy beds. Next I had to figure out if Murphy beds are safe for kids. I wasn't sure so in my head I was designing safety features and then rules for who can put the bed up and down. I was a bit ahead of myself, but damn the setup was looking cool in my mind. Maybe unsafe, maybe not great for kids but it was looking cool.
And what if it's a boy and a girl? What if one wants some alone time? Do we put a convertible bed in the alcove? Who gets the privilege to sleep in it? Is that really privilege?
When I stopped freaking out about space I thought, what if it's two girls? Two weddings to pay for, twice as many boys leering at them, 1.5 times the amount of mean girl friends (girls are often mean to each other in school and as for the 1.5 I figured there would be some crossover with friends but they'd also have individual friends too.)
I didn't stress as much about two boys, not because of any prejudice, mostly because there were too many things to freak out about girls.
Anyway it was a false alarm...it's only one.
The nurse said not to worry about the levels because every woman is different...why didn't they tell me that in the first place.
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