Gender Reveal!

Well, we have big news! Last week we found out the sex of the twins! I felt like we have waited forever for this day. (S) and (T) made the long 7hour drive up here on Saturday and they got to visit San Francisco and Berkeley and then my family met up with them for dinner Sunday night. They are so nice to my girls, always bringing them gifts. We talked and had a great dinner and waited anxiously for the next days news!  Monday morning came and I got to the ultrasound place about 20 mins early and shortly after (S) and (T) met me there. They called us back to the room and I whipped out this bad boy (my belly) to get all gooped up for the ultrasound. It was so awesome to hear and see their excitement as they witnessed their first ultrasound of their babies. (T) was by far the most excited, as any mom would be the words “that is amazing!” “can you believe that!?” just kept rolling off her tongue. We got a nice long look at all the parts, face, brain, bones, heart lungs and then came the most exciting part “The Goods”. As soon as the ultrasound tech pulled up the between the legs shot on Twin A I knew exactly what I was looking at and said “oh my goodness!” (s) and (t), as any first time parent had no idea what was in front of them, the ultrasound tech announced that twin A was a BOY. (S) and (T) laughed with excitement, hugged and were just so excited. Then it was Twin B’s turn, again, plain as day I saw what we were looking at, and the tech said Twin B is a BOY too! Again (S) and (T) laughed and hugged and couldn’t believe they were getting two beautiful healthy boys! We talked a bit and I gave them a gift I bought, two little boy ornaments (I bought two little girl ornaments as well but I will just keep those) as we left I gave them a great big hug and congratulated them on their SONS. It was so special, and such a wonderful morning. I wish I could have been a fly on the wall of their car on their drive home to hear their excitement, name picking, telling family, all of it. So I am the proud, proud surrogate of two wonderful boys! I find myself using the excuse of boys to my advantage “hey! I have two growing boys to feed, I HAVE to have that extra brownie!” haha (*picture below - IPS and I after our dinner*)

I really cannot wait to meet them. Not much longer now, could be about 16 more weeks if we hit the 37week mark. I think I am going to talk to my doctor about a planned induction. The parents just live so far and my births are pretty fast. I do NOT want them to miss it. As for me, I’m huge. I feel huge. I am in my second trimester and I feel like I’m at the end of my third. I am not complaining-okay maybe a little bit but I expected this and still love this journey but every preggo is allowed to whine about aches and pains. Especially for the sake of a blog and letting people know that twins is no joke! In the morning I feel great! I hop right out of bed with the 2^nd trimester energy, get me and the kids ready and hit the road. I get to work, have a little breakfast and fly through my first half of the day with a million bathroom breaks. Lunch is typically where things change, I eat my lunch and then my energy is GONE. By this point my back and hips hurt from the weight of the babies and my thighs and hands cramp up often. I shake it off (literally) and wait for 3:30 so I can commute home. By the time I get home I really feel the effects and differences of carrying twins vs a singleton. My whole body aches mostly my tummy, its so low and big that I get awful round ligament pains, not bad enough to keep me bed ridden, its just annoying. By the time cleaning, dinner and kids baths are done I am counting down the minutes until I can go to bed. As soon as I lay in my new extra plush bed all the pains melt away and soon (after a few more bathroom breaks) I am in sweet slumber though it is short lived because I pee every 30mins and it takes forever to try to flip to my other side and get pillows re-adjusted. These are all the normal aches and pains of any woman in her third trimester (even though I am only in my second!) and though they can be annoying it’s just the beauty of pregnancy. On the rare occasion where I want to feel sorry for myself I remind myself that (T) would give anything to be in my shoes and that is all it takes for me to remember why I appreciate these feelings. On the brighter side, I love being pregnant, I love my body when I am pregnant I think I am the most confident while I am pregnant. It is cool feeling these boys wriggle around. I do not find joy in it as much as I did with my daughters but I guess that comes with the detachment I feel with the boys as opposed to the instant bond with my girls, but it is cool nonetheless. I can’t wait to see my belly when it is moving with their kicks and wiggles! Best part, no stretch marks yet! But I am looking every day because my belly is pretty tight, so I know those ferocious tiger stripes are coming soon “ROAR!”