So, we can finally announce that I'm pregnant and due on September 1st. I didn't do a great job at keeping it a secret, but I didn't want to officially announce it on my blog until I was 12 weeks along and after my first ultrasound, which was Wednesday February 17. I've been looking forward to this post since I found out I was pregnant.
I'll give you a little background on the first 3 months of my pregnancy first. I found out on December 27th that I was pregnant. I had been having dreams a few nights before that I would take a test and it was positive, so I finally took one and it was. We immediately went to Target to get a test that said "Pregnant" or "Not Pregnant" because I was paranoid that I was reading the first test wrong, that maybe there wasn't a line there. And all the tests said positive. The next day I went to Tennessee to my grandpa's funeral. I was so torn on whether to tell my mom or not. I thought it'd be so nice to be able to tell her and my sister (My dad was in Afghanistan) in person, but I was afraid that it wouldn't be appropriate to tell her considering the reason we were down there. But, Greg convinced me (it didn't take much) to tell her when I saw her. So, when I got a chance to get my mom and sister alone, I told them the news. When I got home, I e-mailed me dad, and then we seemed to spill the beans to most of our friends and family. Before I got pregnant, I swore I would not tell anybody until I was out of my first trimester, but I should have known that I could not keep it a secret.
I was exhausted the entire month of January and the beginning of February. If I was not at work, I was on the couch. I did not go on the internet, go shopping, go out to eat, etc. I just laid on the couch and watched tv or slept. I just didn't have any energy. I experienced a little nausea, but not too bad. Some days were worse than others, but overall I did pretty good the first 3 months. Now I only get sick to my stomach when I'm hungry, and all I have to do is eat something and I'm find and I'm starting to get my energy back, which is nice.
Anybody who knows me knows that I will worry myself to death about everything. And the pregnancy was no different. I was worried I'd be having twins, they run on my dad's side of the family, I was worried, that I wasn't actually pregnant and it was all in my head, that I'd miscarry in the first trimester after telling so many people, etc. So, at my first appointment I expected some of my worries to be alleviated, but it was kind of a disappointing appointment. The doctor did not walk in and say "You are officially pregnant" which I was hoping to hear. It was a very non-eventful appointment. He told me my due date, which I already knew, I work in a doctor's office and that was the first thing they did when I told them I was pregnant. He did an exam. I asked him if I felt 8 weeks pregnant, because I knew if I was pregnant with twins I'd feel like I was further along. He said that it was hard to tell, but everything felt about right, which was not very reasurring.
So, I've been looking forward to my 12 week appoinment and first ultrasound so much that I could hardly sleep. The ultrasound tech that we were scheduled with has been doing it for over 20 years and is very, very good. Although we don't find out the sex officially until April, she can predict the sex very accurately. She's only been wrong a few times, so when we went that was what we were expecting- to see that there was in fact a baby in there, that there was only one, and what the sex would likely be. Greg was hoping for a boy, so that's all he was thinking about.
Before my ultrasound
I bought a new outfit for the appointment and brought our good camera because we knew we'd blog about this and we wanted pictures to remember all of it. So, the day finally arrived and I was laying on the exam table with everything brought up on two big screens, the ultrasound tech pulled up the picture and before she said anything I gasped, she said "Do you see what I see" and Greg screams "A penis?" (because he was obsessed with finding out if it was a boy" and she said "No, it's twins". AHHH!!! I started crying and Greg just sat there in shock. After about a minute, I got myself together and looked at the picture again. They were so cute. It's was so scary and I was in quite a panic but it's impossible not to be calmed by the sight of our two little babies. She told us that "Baby A" was most likely a boy, she didn't have any doubts and then that "Baby B" looked like a girl, but "Baby B" was not cooperating very well, and when she'd reposition the ultrasound tech was like "Well, maybe she's not a girl". She was never able to get "Baby B" to cooperate and pose like "Baby A", so it looks like one will most likely be a boy and we're not sure abou the other one. We'll find out offically at 20 weeks, which is around April 14th. I cannot wait to find out. A girl and a boy would be great, but of course we'd be happy no matter what.
After we found out it was twins.
Greg has been very calm since we found out, for the most part. He did panic a little when were were in Babies R Us this weekend and he was realizing that we are going to have to get two of everything, but overall he's been very calm. If I start to panic, he calms me down. I think that I've been doing pretty good as well. I'm so excited, we wanted two kids anyways, now it's just happening a little different than we originally planned. Because of our initial shock, we did not take pictures like we wanted to on Wednesday. I did get one before we found out and then two after, but we were just in a daze after the ultrasound we didn't do much of anything besides call everybody we knew. Our doctor is great, he's a perfect match for me. He's calming and soft spoken. He could tell we were a bit panicked and just went over a few things and assured us everything is going to be okay. Each baby has their own placenta and own umbilical cord, so as far as twin pregnancies go, I'm the lowest risk, which was very reasurring.
My next appointment is March 17th and my next ultrasound will be around April 14th. I realize that this post was very long, but not only did I want to let everybody who I haven't talked to know what was going on, I wanted to document the last 3 months for myself so I don't forget all these details. I won't have 3 months worth of info to post anymore, so my next posts will not be this long.
