Everything about Q. is different from our other two children. The others were born early; Q. was a week late. The others ate every hour during the night when they were newborns; Q. eats twice, occasionally three times. The others cried during dinner; so far, Q. sleeps fairly peacefully. When E. was born, he looked positively angry about the whole experience. A., on the other hand, seemed annoyed. Q. seemed ready and prepared.
E. and A. are very different from one another, but different in the way that Yin and Yang are opposites: they fit together somehow. Q. {not that she doesn’t fit in} seems different in a way that is altogether separate from the others.
I mentioned once during my pregnancy that I had already learned that two children {two pregnancies} does not a trend make. Just because something happened two times before didn’t mean it would happen again.
All of these lessons can be summed up by photos of hair. After two children, I thought Si and I cloned bald babies that grew into heads full of golden strawberry-blonde hair.
One of these things is definitely not like the others. What an adventure this turned out to be. I am already so thankful we didn’t stop at only two children.
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Although I knew it was likely that my child would have brown hair, as my wife and I do. I really expected that her hair would look a lot like A.’s. Both my mother and my wife’s mother have red hair.
I can’t explain just how shocking it was to see a dark-headed baby emerge from my wife’s tummy. I thought the doctors had done a quick switcheroo while I wasn’t looking.
What cute little heads. =) (of course, I am partial to the bald ones….)
In so many ways! 🙂
keeps you on your toes, huh?
😉