Still reeling from my news last week? Yeah, us too. Mostly because though we were planning for another child (as much as one plans for these things), twins were no where remotely on our radar. I have to say that the best part of telling people that we are pregnant (outside of the genuine excitement) is the utter shock when we then reveal that I am growing not one, but two. The plural form, if you will; it's integrated itself into all of our conversations (the babies, their, they-you get the picture). And though it was unexpected, unplanned, we are beyond stoked. The question that I get asked the most in all of this process is: are you freaking out? The answer is (oddly enough): not really.
I know, it's weird, but hear me out on this one. Yes, for those of you who know me, I relish a certain level of control in my own life, I like to anticipate, to know what's coming next, and well, plan for it. The idea of having twins making our total of children 3 (we are now into zone-defense territory people) is in direct conflict with those ideals and general life practices. But here's something you probably don't know about me, I love a big chaotic family or friend gathering. I love the idea that we are going to have a larger family than we had originally expected and that our children will have their own little tribe of cohorts to pal around with. As for the freaking out part, the way that I see it, these babies (yes, plural) are coming whether I freak out about it or not so I could either waste my energy (with is a precious commodity these days) with the freaking out or I could re-purpose it to figure out what we are going to do for things like, oh a larger car (we are venturing into minivan territory people), a double stroller (from what I've assessed an UppaBaby Vista, but recommendations are welcome), our home (TBD), etc.
So onto the pregnancy itself. It's been a vastly different pregnancy from my first, which I understand is quite normal. In addition to the exhaustion which I had with my pregnancy with Liam, I have been incredible nauseous. Towards the end, I learned to manage it better with more frequent meals/snacks, but it was difficult to anticipate and debilitating when it happened. I understand that all of this, in terms of pregnancy symptoms, is quite mild and I'm very thankful for that. Now I sit squarely into week 17 and feel like a new woman (again, thankful that this is not one of those pregnancies where the symptoms last all pregnancy).
Thanks for bearing with me in my spottiness over the past few months. I'm looking forward to sharing a bit more on this whole multiple pregnancy journey, along with the normal content that you guys are used to. And THANK YOU from the bottom of our hearts for all of the excitement, notes of support and congratulations, and love. Stay tuned!