I'm sitting here at work and I was just contemplating how different things are for our family right now than they were this time last year. I was not yet pregnant with the twins, but we were trying for our SECOND and last child, a boy of course because I already had a girl and now I wanted a boy. Everything was planned just right: We would have our second child, I would work up until the end of the pregnancy, go back after a few weeks and everything would be just dandy! Our car was just the right size for two kids, as was our house. When we found out I was pregnant in February of 2008, everything was right on track, or so I thought.
On March 19, 2008 I went to my first doctors appointment and they did an ultrasound. As the doctor looked at the screen, he said "Do you want the good news or the bad news?" I was like oh great there's something wrong with the baby! So I asked him what was wrong and he said there was two babies in there. It was worse than I thought. I said "No there's not" and he said "Yes, there is" So I asked him if that was supposed to be the good news or the bad news and he said "Both".
I think both Sloan and I remained in shock for a long time. In June when we went for the 20 week ultrasound I was sure one or both of them would be a boy, in fact I had already told my sister Jen to start getting her boy clothes ready to give me. Well, as you know it was two girls. We started out 2008 with one kid and now we have 3 but I couldn't imagine things any different now. We love our girls and now I'm not sure I would even know what to do with a boy!