I'm sitting at home this evening when my phone begins to ring.  I recognize the number as belonging to the school nurse.  Not quite sure why they'd be calling I was prepared for just about anything but the following.

Moms get to experience all of the joys and pain of pregnancy. Dads usually just get the end result (broken hand, screaming kid).

For me, I look forward to the first kick or movement that I can feel. The wife has been feeling small movements and kicks for a couple of weeks now and I know that the little monster inside her will react when I place my hand on her belly but not in a manner that I can feel. This evening changed that.

As per usual, once we found out that there might be another bundle joining us, we began using the internet(s) to see what might have changed in the last 5 years since we had the last one. Part of that process resulted in reading stories (good and bad) of the experiences of other expecting parents.

One mother-to-be was so ticklish that when her baby moved, she would burst out laughing. Another had a baby who had found the magic sciatic nerve and would choose the most inconvenient time to hit it causing numerous problems for the mom-to-be.