On Friday February 26, we were excited and nervous to finally visit the doctor for an early ultrasound. I was 8 weeks and 6 days along; I had suffered from indigestion and nausea, Derek had suffered through my restless nights and mood swings, and the dogs were used to me laying on the couch in the fetal position. Derek and I were definitely read to see our little raspberry that would make these past 2 months and future 7 months worth it!
The doctor’s office didn’t make us wait too long, and we were quickly ushered into an ultrasound room by the tech. Almost immediately she said, “Well it’s a good thing you two are sitting down because you are having twins!” I laughed out loud. Derek and I had joked about having twins, and growing up, I had always wanted twins – a boy and a girl. Derek and I were both still excited and in shock, as we watched the tech check out each baby. It was an incredible experience to see both babies, and we were thankful to find out they had healthy heartbeats and sizes.
We decided that it was time to tell our families. While our parents knew we were expecting come September, our siblings and extended families still were in the dark. Most of our family members took some convincing that yes indeed we were actually having twins. Only about 4% of babies in the US are born as multiples, and twins tend to run on the maternal side! While, I am predisposed to twins due to genetics (maternal Great Grandma Goodendorf’s mom was a twin and paternal Grandfather Kimutis had twin sisters), we do not have any of the other factors (Factors that Increase the Odds of Having Twins). On Friday evening, the reality of the pregnancy, risks of multiples, and the cost of multiples set in.