I’m dying to see that movie what to expect when you’re expecting, because I remember reading that book and feeling so overwhelmed-even before we knew we were having twins. Since the day we announced we were pregnant with the duo, the number one question we get asked is “Were you expecting twins?” Maybe it’s conversation. Maybe it’s a way to ask if we did some kind of magic voodoo or fertility to conjure up multiples. (I don’t think anyone really wants the real details, do they?) Seeing two squirming little wormy things on the ultrasound blew any “easing into the having a baby thing” expectations out of the water. (And the hubby threw out the MDX flyer he picked up when he saw the double line on the pregnancy test and started looking for a mini-van.)
Fast-forward nearly 4 years later and more and more sleep-filled nights and I’m finally starting to see through the blur.
We have unexpected moments at the park where two boys are climbing high above my head and I’m not screaming for them to come down.
We have unexpected bathroom stops.
Unexpected moments when I just want time to stand still.
And unexpected times when it does.
And though we never expected to have two babies at once, I also never expected it to be so much fun. I’m thankful for where we are and thankful for the journey. And though we have no idea what to expect in coming years, I’m thankful for what we have now. Unexpected. Unplanned. Unbelievable. (I’m sure my double-momma friends would agree!)