As Oprah calls it, small whispers from God, he’s trying to delicately tell us something. Giving us small little glimpses of what is or could be. I got these whispers a few times shortly before I found out I was pregnant with the boys. A casual trip to Babies”R”Us with DT and all we could seem to focus on was double strollers, 2 of everything, we’d laugh, oh those poor suckers, two at one time, what a nightmare. You know all the dumb naivety of a young couple pregnant for sure with just one baby.
Then the fateful day at our 10 week appointment. DT went with me because it would be our very first ultrasound. As we are waiting, a very large pregnant lady waddles in swollen and miserable looking. I strike up a conversation asking her when she is due thinking to myself that surely she was due months ago, as big as she was (I was nice wasn’t I). Sure enough, she was pregnant with twins and hoping the doctor would induce her that day, as she was 36 weeks along. As she left for her appointment, and waddled across the waiting room, I felt some pity for her as huge as she was, she was miserable, it was written all over her face, surely the doctor would induce her, and next thing we know she is getting wheeled to the hospital.
Then it was our turn to get the ultrasound, I couldn’t wait to see how perfect our BABY was and see the heartbeat. The very second the ultrasound tech put the wand on my belly, she paused, she didn’t say a word. But I could see the little bean perfectly on the U/S, so I asked. Pointing to the image, is that the baby? She turned and looked directly at me, well actually there are TWO babies!!!!!!!
HUH?!? What?!? ta ta ta ttttttwooooo??? DT had a look of absolute terror on his face, me a wide eye deer in the headlights grin. Two wasn’t the plan, two was 1 too many. How would I deal with two babies. She showed us the two babies, two heartbeats, two tiny little heads. I melted…..
Fast forward to my 34 week appointment and I am hugely swollen, huge belly, miserable, hoping the doctor would admit me right then and there to the hospital. A sweet judgmental couple awaiting their very first ultrasound asked me when I was due.
I so deserved that.
oh my jenna at first when i seen the us picture on facebook i thought you were pregnant again but then i read your post and I can sooooooooooooo relate – again 🙂
I, too, had these whispers of god when i was pregnant with the boys. I told my doctor at our 12wk appt. to check – just for fun – for two heartbeats. he looked at me and laughed but only found ‘one’ He didnt take me serious so we never had a scan until 20wks. The week before our ultrasound they had ‘multiple week’ on a baby story and the night before the ultrasound i dreamed i was pregnant with quads. that was truely a nightmare.
We kinda reacted the same way you both did at the ultrasound just my hubby told the tech to shut up *lol* I went 20wks without it being noticed but I thought it felt weirdly heavy in my uterus but hey what did i know that was my first pregnancy 🙂
That’s such a cute story! I loved it.
Don’t you love looking back and laughing at your naivety?
Karma…don’t you love it? I remember seeing a lady pregnant with twins at the dr’s office when we were still going through IF treatments and she was complaining to her friend about how horrible she felt and how she couldn’t wait to not be pregnant anymore. ..how much easier it would’ve been to have to carry only ONE baby instead of TWINS. I remember glaring at her in jealousy and anger.
1 year later, it was me sitting in the dr’s office complaining about how horrible I felt and couldn’t wait to have these babies outta me!!!
Love the u/s pic….still makes me teary-eyed whenever I look at mine!
@Kay W., Kay- I can’t believe you didn’t get a Ultrasound till you were 20 weeks, yikes. Not very long to plan, lol.
@Helene, I know we kinda always get what we deserve don’t we!! I love looking at the US pics too. Those two little heads get me everytime.
Ok, cutest ultrasound pic ever! But I have to say, while I enjoyed reading your story I was wanting to skip down to the bottom where you would tell us that you got another little “whisper” and that you were pregnant! Unfortunately, I was dissapointed that then story didn’t end as I expected… 😉 Maybe soon????
Love it! I got asked starting at 24 weeks when I was due. By 28 weeks I was already measuring at 40, so I was quite large. I loved to see the looks on people’s faces when I said I had months to go. I would just leave it at that and laugh. It amused me that no one was bold enough to ask if I was having twins.
That would make me faint…but what a strong constitution you have! I had a panic attack in the doctor’s office during my 35 week check up when she told me I wouldn’t make it to my 36 week check up since I was 3 cm dilated. She was right, I delivered a 7 lb baby girl 6 days later. 🙂
Are you prepping us for an announcement??? 🙂
Well, if it makes you feel better, I was so big with my last one that every single person who came along asked me if I was having twins and I only got one baby out of that humiliation.
Aw! What a funny and sweet memory! It’s funny how those little indicators coming in from the universe give you little glimpses and clues — like the double strollers. Cute post!