I never quite got to finish all my stories about the twins.
So. Who knew telling people you were expecting two babies was so funny? And fun?
Honestly, when I found out I was pregnant with our fourth, I didn’t really want to tell anyone. I just pictured people rolling their eyes and saying, ‘same song, different verse,’ or other like minded things. And then we found out there was two, and I was like, ‘well, this is definitely a modulation’ (or key change, if you will).
So, if you watched the video of the kids, you probably got to hear my dad. That, of course was hilarious. My mom did exactly what I did and held her face in her hands and said, ‘oh my gosh’ one hundred times. My mother in law is a twin herself and when Ev came inside her kitchen exploding with the news, I think she just stood at the sink saying, ‘no!’ over and over with an ‘are you SERIOUS?!’ sprinkled in.
I can’t remember what my father in law did but my other three favorite reactions included the response of horror, hysterics, and perhaps you would call it spazzing? (do you know who you are?)
Hahaha. I tried to facetime as many people as I could and then show them the ultrasound and just watch as their faces went from a smiling congratulations to a second look, to seeing the second baby to…much hilarity.
If I’m ever by myself in town I often get, ‘Oh! Is this your first?!’. And I smile/grimace and say, ‘no, this is four and five.’ If they find out the ages of my other children I often get a whispered, ‘Lord have mercy,’ or some variation.
Indeed. Summer’s plugging away, I have around seven weeks left and I’m pretty much praying the same thing. Everything and everyone (well, the babies) look great for which I am incredibly thankful. And now I’m just trying to seize the moments, put my feet up, get stuff done, and pray that I can somewhat gracefully make it through.
Thankful for so many of you backing me up.
Hugs and love.
(date night at 25 weeks. More bump to come. Haha.)