“I can’t believe you are showing already!” “You are getting big!” “Are you sure you are only eight weeks along?”
These are just the things you want to hear from your husband and family at 8 weeks pregnant, right? Of course not! The first trimester of my second pregnancy was just settling in with me, and while I was still less than 110 pounds and feeling good, my family was insistent on bringing me down just a notch with their fun commentary. Thanks peanut gallery…
Leaving my 17 month old son at home with my father, I excitedly headed to my first real doctors appointment to hopefully see my new little 8 week old bundle of joy in my ever-growing belly. The clean, friendly doctor’s office was a pleasant experience; My doctor confirming my results and finally doing a physical check of the outside of my baby bump.
“Hmmm…your belly is measuring a little farther along than you described…” she ponders as she pokes around a little.
“Haha. Yeah, my husband says I’m so big I better be having twins! I could have been wrong with my last period date?” I said, secretly hoping for the latter so I could be closer to the date when I could have a baby in my arms!
“Well, let’s get an ultrasound just to take a peak.” Her hesitancy and urgency started to make me worry a bit…could there be something wrong?
As I moved into the ultrasound room, the kind tech laid me down and applied the warm, comforting gel. “Ok, I’m just going to check you out here…well, there is your baby…” pause, I could see something else on the screen, I knew… “and there is baby b…let me check to make sure there aren’t any more…”
Life changed in that moment (of course, for the better, but at the time this is all I could think and express…) “BUT I ALREADY HAVE A BABY!” I blurted out.
Some background, I hadn’t JUST survived the first year of raising a son. I had just moved from California to Arizona, my husband was “unemployed” having just left the Air Force (transitioning into civilian life), and we were living with my in-laws with ALL of our possession in storage. You could say I was a little overwhelmed with life in general. Now, add TWINS. I started to cry.
How was I going to do this? I feel like I felt pretty much all the emotions you CAN feel- doubt, fear, excitement, love, joy, surprise, and more- in a matter of minutes!
Even the doctors were surprised and after hugs and wiping my tears away, I left the office excited and with the cutest little picture of my two nuggets!
Now to tell my husband…well, I couldn’t just wait until I saw him, so I called him at work (I think he was still in California transitioning out of the Air Force), and said, “So, guess what? We are having TWO babies!” “Seriously!? That’s awesome!” He definitely took it better than me. I think we immediately started to talk about how we are going to have to do some financial adjustments…(lovingly of course).
The calls to immediate family followed and tears flowed- happy tears of course! No one on either side of our family had twin history, so everyone was as shocked as I was.
This was definitely one of the best and most interesting days of my life! At 36 weeks pregnant now, I look back at this moment as almost a far off memory. We’ve almost made it little guys! We can’t wait to meet you!! No matter what initial reaction I had to you being here, I am SOOOOO happy to have you and feel so blessed to be a twin mom!