Jooae and I had begun thinking of when to go for number 2. We looked at different spacing options like if two or three years is better. We factored in that I was getting way more grey hair nowadays and how that impacts the total amount of kids we are going to have (10 total - me 5 and Jooae 5)* and put all the data into a swell mathematical formula. We also wanted to consider when the baby should be born because we are planning on making this small move halfway around the world to Korea in September for a year. Our plan was to have a baby there (just to be different) but we had to think through when it would be best to have the baby. So after analyzing all this, we figured about 2 years separation is good, so we would want the baby to be born next winter which we give us time to adjust to Korea in the fall and allow the baby to get about 6 months old before we return to the US.
Forget that.
I returned home on Wed. March 9th from a breakfast meeting. Jooae said something like “I have something to show you”. Now this could have been anything, and generally in context, this would mean that Asher did something either highly cool, or devastatingly naughty. She took me into the bathroom and there it was, a pregnancy test. My slow working mind put two and two together and came up with a stunning response, “Really?”, and not necessarily the kind of “really?” with a lilt in it. No it was a “really?” of questioning the validity of the test. It was not disappointment mind you, but more of surprise that it was a positive (this, by the way, was at least a more sanitary way of finding out then last time). I mean we had just started trying again and figured that it would take some time to, eh, get back in the saddle. We both literally did not know how to respond other then to start working some math to figure out when the baby was due. And here is where we had a little problem.
Um, guys you may want to check out here again if you don’t like discussions of ‘woman things’. So there is this monthly cycle thing that women have and if it is pretty regular, then noticing that you missed its monthly gift is recognizable and thus makes it easy to use the formula for figuring out the due date. However, Jooae’s was not so regular and we just had stopped using birth control at the end of January (also a reason we thought it would take a few months). Therefore we had to look at possible conception dates. Funny thing is, we could not find any due date accounting method from a conception date. You would think this would be possible to do. So the best we could figure was something in the mid-Nov. range. So Baby 2 (this is now the official name of the baby by the way for blog purposes. If you send in comments, please follow proper protocol and refer to him/her as Baby 2) would be a year and ten months younger then Asher. A bit earlier then expected, but we can roll with the seasons.
*An inside joke that the one confirmed reader I have of my blog will understand.
