So after we told our family and close friends, we thought it would be a good idea to not tell anyone else. This way we would wait until later in the pregnancy and then make the bigger announcement. Life went pretty much back to normal.
Then, one Monday morning I got up at my usual 5:15 AM to go running (I was determined to stay in shape during this pregnancy. Ha! Just saying that now makes me laugh!). I got out of bed and began to prepare to go running. No more than 5 minutes after my feet hit the floor I knew something was wrong. The room was spinning and I was sure I was going to throw up. I changed back into my pj's and got back in bed. Chris wakes up during the commotion and says Hey babe, you'll fell better after you run, I promise. You see, I do much better with my workout routines when I have a little encouragement/motivation from my man. I asked him to not let me get back in bed on mornings I didn't feel like going. Good for me that he keeps his promises. Bad for me that I ignored him and went back to bed anyway.
A few hours later he wakes me up and tells me he's headed to work. Again, I am feeling super nauseous but tell him to go ahead. I get out of bed and make it to the bathroom just in time to loose my dinner from the night before. Good, I think. Now it's over, I can get on with my day.
Fast forward 2 hours.
I call Chris at work. Chris, you must come home. I have been awake for 3 hours and have thrown up 9 times!! He cancels his morning appointments (which I later find out was a huge deal!) and comes home. He stops on his way and picks me up a prescription of Zofran. Silly husband, this is not morning sickness! This is food poisoning! I've been pregnant before and it wasn't like this. No, this was definitely food poisoning. The "food poisoning" doesn't get any better and I am in bed for 2 days.
Finally, that Wednesday, was going to be my first OB appointment. Chris was coming with me and I was glad to have the company. We see the doctor first and I tell her how sick I have been. She sympathized with me and gave me the typical take your Zofran, drink water, eat, sleep, blah, blah, blah. We talked a little more about possible complications with the pregnancy and the surgery I will need to have (like I did with Carson). Then she mentioned that we were going to have an ultrasound today. Yea! Chris and I were excited.
Back out to the waiting room. They call our name for the ultrasound.
I get comfy on the table and she flips the monitor on. How sweet! Our precious {one} baby! We watch the {one} baby move, hear the {one} baby heartbeat and even get a picture of the {one} baby. We were thrilled! She says everything looks good and that she was just going to measure a few more things before we left. Great! Chris and I chit chat, looking at the picture of our precious little {one} baby. A minute or two goes by.
The, she says Hmmm.
Chris stands up. What do you mean Hmm? Is everything okay?
Yeah, hold on, she says.
Yep! There it is. You see that?
Chris sternly says No! See what?
That right there. The other heartbeat.
Chris yells (I'm not kidding) It's twins!!!
By this time the ultrasound tech had found a screen shot of our TWO babies! Seriously, I just stared at the monitor. Chris has huge tears in his eyes. I stare back at the monitor. I look back at Chris.
Hunny, can you get my Zofran for me? I'm serious y'all! That was the first thing I said!!!
Chris is beyond excited. I am beyond sick. And then I am beyond excited with him. We're having twins!!!
A few minutes later she tells us the news that they are identical and in the same placenta. Either two boys or two girls. Oh my word! She calls my doctor in. He words were Oh my oh my! We were all shocked!
We now exit the ultrasound room with the picture of our TWO babies. I'm pretty sure my feet didn't even touch the ground. I was in such shock!
We get in the car and try to call my mom. She doesn't answer, of course. I call her again. No answer. Bad time to have your phone turned off, mom! So we call Chris's mom. We tell her. She screams and cannot believe it (you see, she has said ever since the day we married that we were going to have twins. Seriously, she called it years ago!). Her and my father-in-law work at church together, so she walked over to his office. We told him too. Again, shock.
Finally, I get ahold of my mom! We tell her the news. Screams. Screams. Screams. Then she accuses Chris of playing a joke on her and tells him it's not funny. She doesn't believe us. For real. We get back to my house where my dad was keeping Carson. We apologize for being gone so long and then show him the ultrasound picture. Shock. He calls mom. He confirms that he is looking at the picture and that Chris is indeed telling the truth. Shock.
This was a day I will never ever forget. I remember going to bed that night and thinking everything was going to be so easy with this next baby. We can use all the stuff from Carson (since I was so smart {wink wink} and bought gender neutral stuff). This time around would be much easier and much cheaper! HA! All that changed on that Wednesday afternoon.
But you know what? We wouldn't have it any other way. We feel so blessed and honored to be trusted with these two precious lives. I know that we have a long road ahead of us (there are many risks with identical twin pregnancies) but we are trusting that God has a plan for these children. They are His to begin with. I love that He knew all along that he was going to give us twins. I choose to believe now that he has nothing but the best planned for them!
Thank you friends for sharing in our joy with us. Please join us in praying for these sweet babies. I will have surgery {cerclage} on Wednesday, November 18th in the wee hours of the morning. I will rest that weekend and pray that there are no more complications.
Here's to a crazy, fun, and wild upcoming year!