After our 8 week ultrasound where we learned there were TWO babies, I went back home where my mother was babysitting my daughters.
I am a twin-- My mother had 4 children (Bethany, my older sister, then Me and my twin brother Bryan, and finally my little sister Lynnae). She has always talked about me being "Baby A" and my brother is "Baby B" and how she carried us to 40 weeks plus 2 days before delivering on Christmas Eve.
So I walked into my house excited to see if my mom could guess what was happening just from the ultrasound. I showed her the image and even after coaxing "What does A and B mean when it comes to babies?" "I don't know" "Twins, Mom. It means I am having twins."
She paused and said what every daughter wants to hear after she tells her this sort of news:
"Really? No. Really?"
She kept staring at the ultrasound, and said "Did you know before today?" I did not.
About 20 seconds later she gave me the most exhausted look ever. When I told her we were expecting our first, she said sarcastically "Well, I guess it's all in God's hands now" (we were still in graduate school and she wasn't sure how we were gonna handle having a baby in the midst of it all.). She redeemed herself by much better reactions when I told her we were expecting our second child, and was very happy about us being pregnant with our third.
But twins? She knew how exhausting twins is. She knew sleepless nights were coming, and she was exhausted just thinking about it.
Fortunately, her stunned reality wore off quickly and she and my dad hung out while I called my siblings to let them know the news.
Telling someone you are pregnant is fun. Telling them that it is twins is better.
(On a side note, My husband texted his dad about twins while we were still in the ultrasound. We have a new rule now: No texting during any kind of physical exam anymore. I got to call his mother, and she was so excited, she screamed.)
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