Pam had her 12-week ultrasound today, and I offered to take work off and give her a little moral support. Actually, I enjoy seeing what the ultrasounds show and the 12-week ultrasound check was the one I was in Iraq for with Brenden. Why Snake III? Well, Brenden already took the Snake Jr term while he was in utero.
Included is a profile shot of the head (looking up). The kid measured almost 8 centimeters head-to-toe. While I was watching the little guy doing flips and rolling around, a feeling of “what am I getting myself into with two kids” swept over me for about 2-3 minutes:
While I’ve completely enjoyed Brenden since we’ve brought him into the world, do I have enough time to give #2 the same attention and love he/she deserves? I can’t even imagine sharing the feelings I have for Brenden with another one! Really, I’m sure I’ll figure it out when the time rolls around; but I just don’t want to include the second kid as a tag-along of what I already do with Brenden. I want to make sure #2 gets his/her own opportunities for bedtime stories, adventures and pictures (and not have the bulk of the stuff trail off because we used it all on Brenden and it’s “old hats” at that point). You get the idea… and I’m sure I’ll quickly find the right balance once Pam evicts #2…
Then the nurse finished the ultrasound and all those thoughts faded back into the recesses, not to come forward again until it’s time in December… what thoughts? Huh? Life is back to normal… sure we have a #2 on its way; I’ll believe it when I can see it and hold it!