SURPRISE: PART II

Let's continue on from our previous post, shall we?

Two weeks had passed since our "life got flipped, turned upside down" with the surprise of expecting (of what we thought was just) baby #4. It was time for the ultrasound to confirm the pregnancy.

Joey's schedule is notoriously crazy and he wasn't sure if he'd be able to make it, but he assured me he was going to try his hardest.

I checked in to the doctor's office and got a text from Joey, "On my way!"

Score! He was going to be able to make it and we'd have this magical little moment of seeing this tiny and unexpected little peanut together for the first time!

He gets there just as they are calling my name to go back to the ultrasound room. The ultrasound tech leads us into the room and says she'll give me a minute and then be back.

She leaves, and as I'm getting ready I say to Joey, "I'm kind of nervous."

He asked why.

"Well, first to make sure there's actually a baby in there ... And, then to make sure there's just one baby in there," I joked.

Not. Even. Kidding. Karma, I tell ya, karma.

The ultrasound tech comes in and gets started ... to anyone who's had an early ultrasound before, you know what this entails.

Side note: I've never been very good at deciphering what I'm looking at during ultrasounds ... compare it somewhat to that Friends episode where Rachel, once the doctor leaves the room, cries, "I can't see it!" That could pretty much be me.

Joey and I are both looking at the screen, and the ultrasound tech is really quiet. Like, not saying anything.

I'm staring at the screen, blissfully unaware of what's up there, staring at these two small black circles ... and I think to myself, "Huh, those must be my ovaries." Obviously, anatomy isn't my thing. 

My biology-degree hubby on the other hand, out of nowhere, goes, "Is it just me, or am I seeing two things up there?"

The tech simply responds with, "Uh-huh."

Oh. My. Gosh. Those black circles weren't OVARIES... they were PLACENTAS!

I'm fairly certain if your jaw could actually drop to the floor, mine would have made it there in record timing. Joey's would have followed with a close second.

All I could think to say was, "Oh my gosh, I think I'm going to cry!"

To which the ultrasound tech responded with, "It's OK, a lot of people do when they find out about twins."

Joey just started laughing and shaking his head.

"What number babies are these for you guys?" the tech asked.

"Four AND five," we let her know.

There it was ... five. FIVE! Just two weeks ago I was freaking out about four, and now? Well, now four sounded like a walk in the park! Four would've been easy ... but FIVE? Well five kids is just ridiculous! We were going to be those crazy people with a busload of kids!

I have to admit, growing up (and all the way through college!) I ALWAYS said I wanted to have five kids. Did I ever think that I'd actually have five kids? No way. But, like Joey always likes to point out, I somehow mysteriously always end up getting my way. What can I say? It's a gift. 

The ultrasound wrapped up, the tech walked out of the room, I stood up and Joey came over and just gave me a big hug and told me it was going to be OK (this is pretty impressive coming from a guy who always said he wanted two!). I was crying, and shaking. I irrationally told him, "I don't even know how to hold two babies at once!" To which he let me know he thought that would be the least of our concerns once they were here.

AND, as it turns out, he was right about that. Now that the twins have been here 13 weeks, carrying those little princesses is, as Finley likes to say, "easy peasy lemon squeezy!" Turning on lights or turning door knobs while holding both of them, on the other hand? Not so easy. 

While these two little humans have been the biggest surprises of our lives (so far!), and have disrupted our lives in every way possible, we can't imagine what life would be like without them ... although we do imagine it would be filled with quite a bit more sleep and quite a few less poopy diapers (and most definitely fewer stretch marks -- I had 12 pounds of baby in there, people!) ... but so far, they are pretty darn worth it.  


Thank you, Jesus, for blessing us with far more than we could possibly ever deserve ... and allowing us to trust that your plans are FAR better than any plans we could've made for ourselves.

First picture of my ovaries babies.

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Anyone else have a funny ultrasound story? What was the biggest surprise for you during your pregnancy?