We knew we wanted another baby. It didn't take too long to get pregnant with Claire and these two were no exception either. After a few weeks I thought I should go get a test and see what was going on. I bought a box of 5 tests thinking I would need them for a few months. I took 4 of them and they were all negative. I was going crazy in my head thinking of what could possibly be wrong with me after all this time. I went to the doctor on a Thursday where they drew blood...it was negative. I told the nurse I would be back.
On Tuesday of the next week Claire and I went and walked Winston after dinner. We got home and I decided I wasn't feeling great. I had been so sleepy for weeks at work, but remember, 4 at home tests and one blood test said negative. I took the last test and it was positive. I yelled for Justin who I think was in the garage and began my freak out. Would Claire hate us? I hope not. Would she be mad she didn't have enough time of just her? She's done way cool stuff for a two year old. Who goes to China two times in one year?!?! This happened way faster than with Claire...were we even ready yet?!? Yes. The next morning I went to school and told them I'd be right back I needed to run to the base to go to the clinic. The nurse looked at me like I was crazy because she had told me to come back in two weeks if I was still concerned. I got my blood drawn, went back to work, waited, and went back during music to hear what I already knew. I'm pregnant. According to my levels I was 6 weeks and 1 day. I'm now doubting this...here's why...
It's TWINS. As in two little people. As in just like their daddy and uncle-daddy (what we call Jeremy). Justin is a twin so I'm sure this question or response will be brought up many times..."well of course you're having twins, their dad is a twin". Well while he is a twin, identical twins are not passed down. It also doesn't matter if the dad is a twin- they even told me that at the hospital. Twins are passed down on the mothers side of the family when they are fraternal. My great grandma was a twin and had twins so that might be where the link it. This was always something I thought would be so cool, but never really thought it would happen. Well it's happening!
I scheduled an appointment to have an ultrasound in town because at the hospital you don't get one until 20 weeks and I wanted to see our little person (now people) before I went to Texas for 6 weeks this summer. I was so nervous going in. I mean you are always nervous to not see anything or see lots of things. We went here with Claire so we knew the girl doing the ultrasound. I laid down and she started. Justin sat to my left and the screen turned on. I looked at the huge TV screen and saw two little sacs. I kept thinking and I'm pretty sure verbalized "holy shit". I can't even lie. I looked over at Justin who had his jaw basically on the ground and was laughing. I kept saying "is that two" "what" "no way". She found the two little cuties moving around with hearts beating. One is much more out there than the other one. One is hiding in the corner. Right now it they look to be separate and have a little wall between them. People keep asking me what I think. I think I'm still in shock. I'm excited. It's a huge blessing to have kids in general, but two at one time is just going to be a crazy fun time.
The next Tuesday we went to the doctor at the hospital. My appointment had gotten moved from 1 to 4. Big mistake on their part because I was armed with questions and an ultrasound. The doctor had never done an ultrasound with twins- it's a training hospital and he's an intern! He was great though. Answered all my questions like they were a test, which made the teacher in me happy. I have all his answers written down. I will now be enrolled in a "twin clinic" and will be seen every other week rather than every month. At this doctors appointment they did an ultrasound and measured the little people. We found out that the blood work didn't give an accurate week because there were two of them. This pushed me back to a little over 7 weeks. I was ready to announce to the world, but those plans got halted!
Claire knows there are babies in my tummy. If you ask her she will either point to my stomach or lift up her own shirt. When you ask her how many there are she responds with "1, no 2" but has recently added "4 and 7" which would be a big negative, sister!
We've told very few people so far, but now it's time for it to be out there! We will need your thoughts and prayers for a great pregnancy and healthy babies. My due date is sometime in January 2013. They will be here in December, I'm sure, and hopefully not sooner than that. I have been feeling okay this pregnancy. I've felt nauseous pretty much all day every day for weeks. I have to make sure I always have water with me and I'm eating. I get sick most of the time when I'm starving.
Everything is exciting! It's finally sunken in that there are two, we have shared our news with the world, and I'm feeling good...minus being a little sick. It happened with Claire though so I'm not surprised.
Yesterday, the 4th of July, I had to make a trip to the ER. After an ultrasound and some tests everything is fine. Baby A is measuring 12 weeks and a day and Baby B is measuring two days behind. Their heart rates were 161 and 160 which is great. Everything checked out. We saw them moving and I felt better. Even though everything is good right now prayers are what we need the most! Two healthy babies and a healthy me and we will be good to go!
And just because I want to remember this before I forget: I went and saw a psychic when I was like 20 with a group of friends. I sat down and said nothing. She told me I would get married and move across an ocean: check. She also told me I would have twin boys with blonde hair and blue eyes: we will see. I had been having weird dreams. Like plucking feathers from my face weird- I don't even know what the heck that's about. Or being at the housing office telling them we were having twins and actually needed a 4 bedroom house not a 3. Last night my dream consisted of every single student I've ever taught being in my class next year. Holy cow it was craziness.
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