It has been 3.5 months since I had Jack and Ben. It is so hard to put the last few months into words! Let’s rewind to when I first found out I was having twins. It’s actually one of my favorite memories because my husband and I were just so dumbfounded.
Ultrasound gets up and running.
Sonographer: Soooo this is your first appointment with this pregnancy, right?
Hubby and I: Yeah! (All bright eyed and giddy-like.)
Sonographer: Okay, well let me tell you what I’m seeing here. See, there are two dark spots on the screen?
Me: No way. There is no. way.
Sonographer: Well, that means there are two sacs…
Me: No way! No way! No way! No way!
Sonographer: “…and THAT means there are TWO babies.”
My husband and I just looked at each other and burst into laughter. Yes way!
I knew right then and there that the next big life event for me was underway, and with it would come everyone, their mom, and their dog telling me how hard things were going to get. It happened when I was pregnant with my first son (“Enjoy life right now because once that baby comes…!”), it happened before my husband started medical school (“Good luck being a single mom for the next 4+ years!”), and I knew it was about to happen again.
So, I buckled up and put on my realistic-peppered-with-optimistic life lenses. I knew that twins and a two-year-old were going to push me to my limits. There would be severe lack of sleep. There would be diapers upon diapers upon diapers. There would be temper tantrums. There would unavoidably be Mommy melt downs and there most certainly would be a lot of ice cream for said melt downs. And oh, by the way, how do I go grocery shopping? How do I even leave the house?? How do I even take a shower??!
But I also knew that life has a way of balancing out. Although there would be a lot of hard stuff, there would also be an overflow of joy. I figure you don’t know joy unless you know trials. And oh man, when I see my 2-year-old plant kisses on those two wide-eyed, dopey smiling, leg-kicking munchkins I’m filled with a lot of joy. I can’t imagine my life without them.
Don’t get me wrong, the last few months have most certainly not been all rainbows and butterflies. I had numerous break downs when I thought, “This is it. This is going to be the trial that beats me.” I’ll save the details of those moments for other posts.
But I can’t even explain how amazing it has been to feel my love grow for these two new baby boys. Now it’s like they’ve always been here. My family is forever better because they are in it.
So buckle up future mothers of multiples, you’re in for the joy of your life!