So we've been pretty lax about this third pregnancy - didn't really concern ourselves with actual prenatal care until suddenly I was in the second trimester and realized, "Oh hey, we should probably schedule an appointment!" I mean, we've had a boy, we've had a girl, we know how to have babies already. Right? What kind of wrench could possibly be thrown into the plans?
Everything was planned out; I had my winter concert with the choirs scheduled for December 6, due date on the 8th, figured I'd have the baby around then or a little later and work up until I go into labor (less tiring than staying home with the kids!). With such perfect timing, I'd be back to work in 6.5 weeks, right in time for 2nd semester to start.
This pregnancy has been going pretty smoothly - morning sickness was worse than with Cecilia, but far better than with John Paul. My belly definitely got bigger earlier, but I figured that was just my body remembering the drill. We joked about twins and didn't consider it in the realm of possibilities.
So today I finally had an ultrasound. Everything was looking good (you know where this is going...) and then the ultrasound tech said, "So... You know you're having twins, right?"
I thought she was joking. Ha. Ha. Funny! Then she showed me two VERY distinct babies. Yup. We're having twins. WHAT???
All I could think was, "Man it's a good thing we bought that minivan..."
So now we have a whole new set of details to think about! Obviously my maternity leave will have to start earlier, I might have to be out for longer, and who even knows what kind of childcare we can find that can affordably handle a 3.5-year-old, a 2-year-old, and TWINS!
Cecilia's reaction to the news? "TWO babies!"
John Paul's reaction? "TWO babies! Ezra and Nehemiah! THOSE ARE BOOKS OF THE BIBLE!!!"
I mean, we were planning on having a big family anyway. I did not think we'd get so far so fast! I'm still in a daze thinking about all that this will entail... So any prayers, resources, ideas, ANYTHING - offer them up! Most people aren't as lazy as we are and know this kind of news early on; we found out at almost 30 weeks. Yikes!