Did You Know You Were Having Twins?

That is a question that has been burned into my memories forever. Ah yes, that fateful day-- March 24th. We followed the instructions required for an ultrasound (drinking a whole liter of water....I think everyone could hear my guts sloshing as I walked) and headed into the hospital. I don't think we got more than a mile down the road when I noted that I REALLY had to pee! Yes, liquids go through me that quickly. My husband often claims that I suffer from TBS--Tiny Bladder Syndrome. So by the time we got to the hospital I was so uncomfortable! We filled out the paperwork and sat down to wait....and wait...and wait. OK this is a bit ridiculous to make a pregnant woman with an overly full bladder wait this long. Finally, (phew) we were ushered into a sonogram room. I had to change into one of those lovely gowns with no back. We sat and waited for the technician to arrive. On the wall was a poster showing sonogram images of various stages of gestation. Some were twins, as well as single egg gestation. It was interesting to look at and see how an embryo grows into a fetus. I remembered that I was about 11 weeks along and checked the poster to note what my baby would look like....a tic-tac? The technician finally arrived and squirted on that lovely ice-cold gel. She began the exam and I asked her to turn the monitor so Scott and I could see. I looked at the screen and then the poster...nah, couldn't be. I looked back at the screen, then back at the poster....I'm not the professional...she knows what she's looking at better than me. Meanwhile, Scott is looking back and forth between the monitor and the poster as well and his eyes are growing larger and larger and... Finally the technician asks the ultimate question...Did you know you were having twins? I nearly fell off the exam table and Scott burst into tears. We were even more entranced with our two little tic-tacs! We were able to see their heartbeats..two little Christmas lights blinking off and on...off and on. Who cares that I still had to pee? This was much better! We could not help to think that God had made up for what he had taken away 6 months earlier. We also could faintly hear Scott's grandmother...who passed away the December before....giggling and reminding Scott that he would get twice the trouble in return for what she had done to him. Little did we know....