We’re in shock.
But also ecstatic.
I’m in a very odd place because, yes, Pontus and I had a long conversation about how many children years ago – TWO – because he had a miserable time as the middle child.
And while I would’ve been fine with one, Pontus felt strongly that siblings were vital.
And once I had Sasha, I wanted another one immediately.
So Two!
But when I was a child and I imagined having children, I imagined that I wanted to have one pregnancy with twins – a boy and a girl.
It was a very specific idea and one completely not based in reality because twins don’t run in our family at all.
So when I found out we are pregnant with TWINS.
TWIIIIINNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!! !
Let me take you to the exact moment.
We’re at our very first sonogram appointment. And the tech scans in on two black blobs. And I SCREAM, “IS THAT TWO?!?”
The tech leaps. And laughs nervously.
“Wow. You saw that right away. Yes, that’s two.”
I turned to P and practically scream, “TWINS!”
And for the rest of the scan while she checked their growth (eleven weeks and one day) and confirmed their heartbeats (yuppers) I LAUGHED and CRIED at the SAME TIME.
So… twins.
We’re over the moon, of course.
And totally freaking the fuck out.