Double trouble. In pink.
I’m going to be a dad. Twice. At once. Catherine is past the three month quiet period, we’ve had the amnio and we’ve seen 20 fingers and 20 toes on the ultrasounds. I confess, I kind of wanted twins, as I am a touch old to be a new parent, and twins would mean Instant Family, but the reality of parenting to the power of two is a daunting one. I’m worried about how I will hold up, whether my addled brain will be able to survive on less than 8 hours of sleep a night (truly, this is what I need or headaches loom), how I will be able to carry two kids when I still lose my balance regularly, etc. And what about my plans for world domination of rock music? What about them indeed? These concerns and others pale to the promise of parenthood. For the first time in my life I actually want to do this. I'm ready.
And because the stork will be bringing girls, I plan to go shotgun shopping soon. And over/under model would be the most distinguished, but a side by side has a certain threat factor I’m drawn to. Actually, I think a pump action single barrel would be best. That way, as the suitor to one of my daughters awaits in the foyer, I can say, “You’ll have her home by 10, right?” Then I can pump the shotgun once.