My pregnancy started out super normal. I took an at home pregnancy test, it showed positive. I then surprised my husband with a note around our dog’s neck saying he was going to be a big brother (dogs are our life as you will soon begin to realize). Everything was going great!! I never had morning sickness, the worst in the beginning was how tired I was. There were days I didn’t want to get off the couch due to me being so tired. Then, on one September day, our first appointment to see the doctor for a check up and ultrasound. I was so excited. I couldn’t wait to see my sweet baby for the very fist time at 8 weeks pregnant. I knew it wasn’t going to be very exciting because at that point they don’t look much like a baby but it was still so exciting.
Minutes before going back to the ultrasound, my husband looks at me and says, “What are you going to do if she says you are having twins?” My response was simple, “I am going to cry.” My husband and I always joked, even before marriage (we were together 8 years prior to marriage), that we were going to have twins. Twins ran in my family and not any of my cousins had a set of twins yet, so we just knew it would be us. (Be careful what y’all manifest, lesson learned :)) Anyways, as I sat there laying on the ultrasound table, I had so much excitement. Our first baby was all I could think. She puts the cold jelly on my stomach and begins the ultrasound. She immediately looks at me and says, “Do you see what I see?” My nervous response was, “A baby?” She says, “There are two of them.” My husband starts nervously laughing as I lay on that exam table with tears in my eyes. To this day, I don’t know if those were tears of joy or complete terror. I was already afraid of being responsible for a single human and now I learned I will be responsible for two, at the same time.
We left that appointment so excited to tell everyone the news. I, of course, hurried and called my mom while Matt called his dad. Everyone was shocked by the news and at the time we did not process how big of a job this is going to be.
This is just the beginning of our story, the boys are now 4 years old and thriving!! I can’t wait to not only share the stories of our pregnancy but to also share the last 4 years and beyond.
— Mary Hannah