Telling the Family!

Once we found out that we were having twins, it was hard to contain all the excitment. My dad was going in for surgery and we wanted to make sure he knew right away, so we called him after the ultrasound when we found out we were having twins. In return, he was so excited, he was telling every nurse while we were on the phone! It was the best feeling to hear the excitement in his voice. I can't explain it.

We skyped with my mom and step-dad. We just held up an ultrasound picture and they figured it out pretty quickly. Mom of course cried and they were both excited.

For Mat's parents, we had been planning something for the last few years. We bought these frames 3 years ago, before one of our miscarriages and were so excited to finally use them. My parents have grandkids (from my sister), but Mat is the oldest in his family, so we really wanted to do something for his parents - since these would be the "first" grandkids.

First, we wrapped these two frames and ultrasound pictures in pretty gift bags. We explained that we didn't know if we would make it up for Mother's Day or Father's Day (which was not entirely true...) and that they had to open both of the gifts at the same time.

Even better, we caught it all on camera!

The last thing we handed them was our 7 1/2 week ultrasound that showed both twins side by side. It was so much fun to surprise them even though there were many tears involved!

Unexpected Surprise!

**I'm posting the drafts that have been sitting for months until after our BIG announcement just for our personal record. This is the very beginning of our new journey. WARNING: There's a lot of information and might be borderline TMI.**

Oh. My. Stars. I'm still in shock. I'm not sure to laugh or to cry.

We went in for our follow up ultrasound first thing this morning. I was a nervous wreck. Shaking. Trembling. I'm so glad that Mat drove us to the appointment, because I truly don't think I could have. Before we left the house, we both kneeled in prayer and knew that whatever the results were to be that they were meant to happen.

Never did we expect THIS!


TWINS!!!!

I couldn't help but start laughing. Then crying. Then laughing. Then back to crying! I couldn't take my eyes off the screen!! I was not sure if it was real or all a dream. I look over at Mat and he had the shock written all over his face! Poor guy! I didn't know if he would be able to speak!


There is another side of this story...
Ever since we were married (and even growing up) I kept saying how much I would like to have twins first. Two at once and then add a few more after that. Why not? It just seemed to be an easy enough plan.

Never did I EVER think that I would be taken THAT seriously!

We can't find wins on either side of our families and for the record, we were not on ANY fertility treatments. None. Not one. This is all due to Heavenly Father and his plan. We did NOTHING different than we had for the last 3+ years.

We can't help but stare at the picture. We have been so blessed. Both babies are doing well, we were able to see the heartbeats and both are strong. But, now that we are having TWO at once, we are on the hunt for a new doctor. Our current doctor doesn't deliver twins. Then we will go from there.

For now, we are just so grateful for such exciting news! Really, how are we going to hold this in!?

Power of Prayer

**I'm posting the drafts that have been sitting for months until after our BIG announcement just for our personal record. This is the very beginning of our new journey. WARNING: There's a lot of information and might be borderline TMI.**

We went in this morning for the results of my blood work and ultrasound.
I was surprisingly calm the whole morning. Mat was as cool as a cucumber, like usual. (Another one of those qualities that I love about him.)

Once we showed up at the doctor's office the calm I was feeling was out the window...and I was petrified.
I just didn't want bad news.
I was praying for anything but bad news.

Then the doctor came in...
The blood work was promising. The ultrasound was inconclusive.

So....the ultrasound must be repeated March 21st and I am on bed rest until then.

It wasn't bad news, I am very grateful and I'm continuing to hold onto the power of prayer. I truly believe that this is all part of a bigger picture and a plan that both Mat & I are not aware of, just yet.

Faith & Prayer

**I'm posting the drafts that have been sitting for months until after our BIG announcement just for our personal record. This is the very beginning of our new journey. WARNING: There's a lot of information and might be borderline TMI.**

I went to bed last night starting to feel my recent exciting news was soon to end. As I was getting ready for bed, I started to realize that I was starting what felt like miscarriage symptoms.

Panic set in. I was so scared. I was cramping. There was spotting. There were tears. I was not sure how to handle everything. Luckily, my super hero of a husband said, "you need to get some rest, it might be stress induced and it also could be nothing". Running through my mind, "HOW could I rest? HOW could it be nothing? WHY is this happening?"

Mat held me for a long time until I could compose myself and realize that it would be better if I would try to get some sleep. We prayed that night that all would turn out well and that we would have peace whatever direction we would be headed. I put all of the faith and trust I could muster in Heavenly Father and truly felt that this was part of his plan.

This morning, I called the doctor's office, explained our history and the current situation. They were able to get me in right away. I was to scared to call work to tell them the situation, so I emailed them and called a sub in for the day. I just didn't want to get flustered and start crying. They all understood.

Now, just to get to the doctor. Mat had to reschedule a few flights, but was right by my side the whole way. I couldn't talk much the whole morning. I was so scared. Worried. Afraid. Sad. All of my happy and exciting emotions were gone overnight.

The doctor was compassionate and understanding. He delivered news I had not expected. I felt so unprepared. Based on the pain I was having and where it was located along with my history and other symptoms, he assumed I was experiencing an ectopic pregnancy. He ordered blood work and an ultrasound. I was immediately put on bed rest until Friday when I would go back in to review the results.

We left his office with a whole new sense of fear. The doctor wanted to prepare us for all outcomes. We were hoping that the ultrasound would show the baby in my uterus and growing. But we also had to realize that we could have an ectopic pregnancy or even the baby being in my abdomen, both of which would result in surgery.

All we can do is have faith, pray and wait until Friday, March 8th for the results.