Getting the News

I got the news I was pregnant with twins Tuesday, November 17, 2009. I was a little over 6 weeks pregnant. I was taking part in a pregnancy study which gave me the 6 week ultrasound. Because I was told they would not tell me anything, my husband did not go. So when the sonographer said "I see two sacs," my reaction was "Oh, shit...twins?" A million things flew threw my mind including:

• we only have 3 bedrooms.
• we only wanted 2 kids.
• my husband is going to be upset.
• my poor son is not going to have the attention he deserves.
• how will I breastfeed 2 babies?
  
• my hopes for natural birth is probably out the window.

The ultrasound was done and the sonographer asked "Everything looks fine, can I tell you anything more?" I said "No, No, you've told me enough." After getting DS into the car, I immediately called my husband. He was in a meeting and got his voicemail. I hung up and called again - still voicemail. As soon as I hung up to try again he called me. I didn't even say "Hello" I just blurted out "We're having twins," and began to cry a little. He was stunned, and later told me he was useless at work the rest of the day. When he came home, he just walked around looking at the house. Our perfect house wasn't looking so perfect now.

I cried most of that day and pretty much every day for the next week. My husband was much more open to the thought. Me...I didn't want them.