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I love when random twins stop us on the street and tell us their own stories about growing up with a twin sibling. Their tales always lead to interesting if not spooky stories of how connected they remain. As our conversation winds down, they often leave us with the sound advice of, “Please, whatever you do, don’t dress them the same!”

No need for a paternity test
No need for a paternity test

 
Duh. I would never do that. I did worse. I did John-Benet bad.
I dressed Max identical to Pierre, and saw that Pierre was dressed identical to Pius (minus the pants) and we all go to the park like a 3-musketeer parade. A real triplet ensemble, a tri-doppleganger, an 8-legged tripartition and luau of beige and white.

My mouth is way cleaner than yours.
My mouth is way cleaner than yours.

 
And yet, no matter how grotesque the scene may appear, it cannot compare with the joy I have in sending photos of such events to Pierre’s parents. A good portion of my days and nights are spent with some degree of tension or restlessness, because that’s just the kind of girl I am. But these frivolous, flighty and superficial moments are the raison de vivre .
 
 

Hello baby Jesus
Hello baby Jesus
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When I say Max has a big head, I mean the kind of head that forces Pierre and I to rip his shirts at the head-hole so they’ll fit over his noodle.

Cranially Endowed
Cranially Endowed

 
From the beginning when Max & Emmanuelle first arrived in this world, the nurses declared, “Your babies sure have big heads!” However, it wasn’t until a recent trip to the pediatrician that I heard concern intermixed with the aforementioned statement.

The doctor, pointing at Max’s birth chart, showed us that his baby head is larger than 98% of all toddlers his age, while his weight is above only 3.75% of others. Manu is close behind with a 93%/23% head to weight ratio. In other words… Yo, those some big headed chickadees we got!

The concern of the pediatrician was Hydrocephalus, also known as “water on the brain”. It can cause increased intracranial pressure and enlargement of the head, convulsion, and mental disability. It can also cause death.

Feeding the head that bites.
Feeding the head that bites.

We quickly make an appointment and drive to SF to have the kiddo’s ultrasounds done. A quick side note…. Waiting in waiting rooms with other parents/babies is like a movie set. You have all the stereotypes present: The mom who googoo-gagas in a little girl voice non-stop at her 3 month old little mushball who is fast asleep, the mom with 5 kids who reads People magazine while her baby-mob runs wild. Of course there is the Caucasian woman with the $800 stroller judging it all with righteous eyebrows stuck on her mrs. potato head. No one says anything. It’s normal ya’ll.

So, we go into a low lit room with a blue-scrub technician. Max lets us know that he’ll be the brave one and be the first to get hooked up to that Frankenstienian looking device lurking in the corner.

“Nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose” Frankenstein
“Nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose” Frankenstein

After little monsieur was all plugged in, no electricity spewed forth, and no lightening poured from the heavens, but lying there, Max sure was interested in the screen. He stared at the light from start to finish, so we asked the tech girl to describe to him what she was seeing. Max listened to it all, all the while transfixed on that light.

Next was Manu’s turn who showed equal bravery, but thanked Max for walking the plank first. All went well, we drive home, and now we wait.
 
 
 
 
Fast Forward 2 days:

We got the results and everything is normal! So, it’s no big deal for our big head babies. Our kiddos might have a bit more trouble walking with such a massive trophy on top their shoulders, but other than that, their heads are filled with the same things that mine and Pierre’s are filled with: Some goo, some glop, some ooze and strong will.

As for the hydrocephalus, that was scary. Who has a 97% head and a 3% body?
Not even this man, who holds the title for the most famous case involving hydrocephalus ever. He was a 44-year old French man, whose brain had been reduced to little more than a thin sheet of actual brain tissue due to the buildup of fluid in his skull. In the picture below, all of the black area in the middle is cerebrospinal fluid (water) and the brain matter is the rim of white along the outside!

The perfect machine
The perfect machine

An excerpt from Wiki:
Dr. Lionel Feuillet of Hôpital de la Timone said, “The images were most unusual… the brain was virtually absent.” Intelligence tests showed the man had an IQ of 75, below the average score of 100 but not considered mentally retarded or disabled, either.
Remarkably, the man was a married father of two children, and held a job, leading a normal life despite having little brain tissue.”

Fascinating how we learn to compensate physically, mentally &/or psychologically within the confines of our environment. (Those who don’t move to San Francisco or New York ; )

So, the only extra water Max and Manu have is outside filling up their baby swimming pool. Halluhlooya.

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