Well if Mom would stop laughing...

We found out we were pregnant on April 11. When I called to schedule my appointment, they said the earliest they could see me was May 6. "Are you serious? May 6th? That is FOREVER away!" The hard thing about waiting for appointments is not just waiting, but making certain to enjoy all the events leading up to it. What I mean by this is that we had a lot going on between scheduling and actually having the appointment. My friend's wedding, our trip to Hawaii, my friend's bachlorette party - all these were very big, very exciting, very important things. So while we wanted May 6 to hurry up and get here, we didn't want to skip over all the fun things inbetween.

My appointment on May 6th was in the morning. Bruno came, of course :) (He's been a VERY good dad-to-be throughout the entire process) We signed in, filled out the forms, and waited to get going. The first step before making it into the exam room is the obligatory "pee in a cup." Now I have been very fortunate to not have any morning sickness, or anytime sickness for that matter, my entire pregnancy. But I have needed to pee, a lot. I mean, waking up in the middle of the night, like clockwork, to pee. and I have never had to do that before. So even though I used the bathroom before we left the house (a mere 10 miles away), I was good and ready to go again.

The exam room was very typical to my annual OB visit, so that wasn't really anything out of the ordinary. Oh wait, except that my husband was there. Yeah, very awkward. I mean, he just sat there, it wasn't like he did anything, but being pantsless under the paper blanket, staring down at those lovely stirrups... it was weird. But as soon as the doctor came in to get things going, we were just excited.

"Let's just go ahead and do what everyone comes for - the sonogram."

Wow, so we were really just jumping in there, we were really doing this. I was honestly nervous and excited - like I said, up until this point, I wasn't even positive that I was pregnant. I was worried the sonogram would show nothing, just an empty uterus, and that all our excitement was for naught. But boy were we surprised when we saw what came up on the screen.





Looking at the screen, I thought, "That looks different. But whatever, I've never done this before." Meanwhile Bruno is thinking to himself, "Why are there 2 bubbles?" Then the doctor, so casually, says, "Oh, so you're having twins."

"WHAT?!?!?! TWINS?!?!? What do you mean twins??"

The nurse points at the 2 "bubbles" and says, "See, right here and here. Twins."

Immediately tears streamed down my face uncontrollably and I started laughing. How could this happen? How could you have twins when there are no twins in the family? How is that possible. The doctor, obviously aware that we are completely shocked, lets us know that the chances of spontaneous twins are 1 in 89. Really? Only 1 in 89? Doesn't that seem low?? We had no idea there was even a chance... but there they were, our little babies. Our little Bryos, as Bruno likes to call them.

So the doctor carried on, trying to get some pictures of our little guys. Me, still laughing like crazy, was still in shock. The laughing in turn made my belly shake, making a good picture of the babies nearly impossible.

"Well if the mom would stop laughing we could get a good picture of both of them together," the nurse says. So I tilt my head back and close my eyes because as long as I don't see what's on the screen, I don't laugh.

The doctor informs us that everything looks good, both babies have strong heartbeats and are measuring where they should. It's looking very good that we will actually have twins. But he told us to keep the twins part on the DL, until our next appointment, just to be sure.

Our next appointment was scheduled for June 10.