Friday, July 31, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
For some reason, our doctor does an 8-week ultrasound for all of her patients' pregnancies. Tony and I both left work early so that we could see our little one, who we knew would only be about the size of a kidney bean, but whose heart would already be beating! Because of the shape of the room and the size of the ultrasound machine, Tony had to stand about 5 feet away from me during the ultrasound. When the doctor started, the first thing I noticed was that there were two "holes" in the picture, so I was trying really hard to remember what the second hole was, since I've seen plenty of ultrasound pictures in my life. I thought maybe it was the placenta, but there was a fleeting thought in the back of my head that most people don't see two holes. That was as far as I got in that thought process before the doctor started talking.
The doctor shifted the picture a couple of times, and then announced, "Okay, let's do this first!" It didn't strike me as funny, but I guess I should have been thinking, what's second? She moved the view so that the second hole disappeared, and we could clearly see the baby in the left hole. We could see his or her little heart beating, and I made sure Tony could see from where he was standing. He was already such a proud daddy! Then I heard the doctor say very casually, "And it looks like there's two!" while she moved the view again and the second baby showed up in the right hole.
It gets kind of fuzzy from this moment. I remember saying something like "what?" or "you're kidding, right?" or "really?" I remember Tony, who suddenly felt much farther away than five feet, saying, "No way!" and then, "I thought only special people had twins!" Mostly, I remember that neither one of us freaked out for even a second. We just embraced it! And now, on their real due date, we can't imagine life without either one of them. Happy "birthday", Hadley and Leila!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
I told my sister that I wasn't getting one, and then I did it anyway. Desperate times lead to desperate measures, I guess! I'm undecided on whether it's actually helping or not, though. What do you think? Genius invention or useless money-making scheme?
Two things: we named the Wubbanub "Copper" in honor of our former cat. And does it look like Leila is about to punch the camera in that picture? :)