Friday, November 21, 2008

Sometimes when you pray for a miracle God sends two


Mr. T. and I went for the vaginal ultrasound today. I prepared myself by praying, drinking a bucket of water, and telling myself I would be alright if my doctor looked at the screen and said "sorry." There is only one thing that I did not prepare myself for.


Within 2 seconds of the dildo-cam being put in me she said, "oh look there are two." My husband reacted first and said "two what?" I didn't think the thing was in me yet. She turns to my husband who is turning even whiter than he already is and says "two babies, it's twins."


I start propping myself up. I cannot see anything. My first question was, " can you see their heartbeats?" And there they were, two tiny little flickers of life. I was shaking so hard that I had trouble sitting upright.


My RE, who handles tons of infertility patients and probably sees twins all of the time, realized that this was a shock for us and said, "oh wow, I didn't do this, you guys did this by yourselves. Good job."


We left the appointment in a daze and called the Oles in the car. They were both in just as much shock as we were. Maybe their little baby will be two too.
My stupid thought for the day: They will be fine, since there are two of them they can take care of each other.

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