Merry Christmas to Us!

I must admit I was very nervous leading up to our next ultrasound. What if one "disappeared"? What if not? Are they growing like they should? Is what I am feeling normal? Oh the questions that were racing through my head. But the day was here (December 23rd) and soon it was my turn. Dr. Martin could not contain her excitement. The thought of me carrying twins just tickled her. She was there for the long road of fertility treatments. She knew how bad we wanted to be pregnant. She dimmed the lights and turned the computer screen towards me. Right away she located number one. The dark spot was larger and now you could see a faint shaded area within the dark spot. That is our baby! Oh, so tiny but there it was. Then she went in search of number two. And there it was. The dark spot was a little larger than before, but not as large as number one. But it, too, had a faint shaded area. There is number two! That is when I started to cry. There are still two babies; we are having twins.

The next two weeks were going to be a challenge. James was still at work and Christmas was upon us. I kept myself busy, trying not to think about the changes that will soon happen. Some changes had already started to take shape. Things I had taken for granted were now rearing their ugly heads. The nausea was not that bad at this point. Sleeping was nonexistent. But it was the holidays and I had lots planned.