On this day in history, Jon and I went to my first prenatal appointment. 8 weeks pregnant, and so excited to hear our baby’s heartbeat and get the official confirmation that we were indeed having a baby.
Because the doctor was a friend, she gave us a quick ultrasound so we could peek at the baby. She jiggled the wand a bit and showed us a little blob inside a bigger blob on the screen. “There’s your baby,” she said. We heard the thump thump thump of the heartbeat. We watched the blob for a bit, tears in our eyes, and then she jiggled the wand again and said the words that I will never forget:
“And now we’re going to take a look over here at baby number two.”
I said: “SAY WHAT?”
And sure enough, there was another little blob inside a bigger blob, thump thump thumping away.
My sweet husband, who had suspected he saw another blob before the doctor showed me, well, his first words on the subject were, “You’re going to get soooooo big,” squeezing my hand.
I just kept saying “WHAT?!”
Twins had not even been on my radar. It never even occurred to me to think or fear the possibility. On the way out of the doc’s office, we started calling friends and family, and to a person, they all thought we were joking. I kinda felt like the universe was joking.
To anyone newly pregnant with twins out there, let me tell you, the shock is normal. I think we just kept saying “Holy shit,” to each other for a couple of months. And let me also say, it’s normal, I’ve learned, to have many complicated feelings about the whole twins thing. I really think I had to mourn the loss of a normal pregnancy, of the images I had in my mind of one newborn and a lot of snuggling and gazing into each other’s eyes. I only ever typed or thought of the word as “TWINS?!” for months. And some days I still can’t believe that I have two babies.
Mostly, though, I can’t imagine not having twins. There has never been one without the other, from the minute I saw them on that ultrasound screen. There is no Claire without Etta and no Etta without Claire. While I can honestly say that there is much of the exhausting early days I barely remember because of the mind-numbing sleepless HARD of it all, this twin gig keeps getting better. They ask for each other. They wake up talking to each other in the mornings. They tickle each other and hug each other and kiss each other, and yes, bop each other on the heads and steal each other’s toys and pull each other’s hair.
It’s been a crazy ride from blobs to baby buddies, but it’s also been a beautiful one. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
5 Replies to “two years ago, there were TWO”
beautiful children, beautiful post.
be sure to check out mine today on my newborn niece, and even leave a comment with name suggestions!! http://helloscarlettblog.com/2013/09/13/hello-world-hello-beautiful/
I live vicariously through other mothers. You are so very blessed.
This was beautiful. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: they are so very lucky to have such a lovely, thoughtful mama.
What beautiful girls! I have been spending the last few minutes going through some of your older posts since I (shamefully) didn’t know you were even pregnant. I saw in your girl’s first bday pics a glimps of Allyn who was my doula for the birth of my daughter two years ago! What a small world! I haven’t been able to blog or to keep up with anyone else’s for a good while since the birth of my daughter. I applaud you for finding the time to blog with twins! I can’t do it with one. I hope your gilrls have a wonderful 2nd birthday! Congrats again!
Hi! I just came across your blog, and had to comment as I had almost exactly your experience 13 mths ago! My twins are 6 mths old this week and I look at them almost every day and think, oh my gosh, how do I have 2 babies right now?! I agree with you, mourning of the normal pregnancy and birth was something I had to work through, but now I cant imagine the world without the pair of them. Twins are so great. Your girls are lovely!
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