This post by Jennifer Flaten
For the A-Z blog challenge I have the letter T.
After learning that I was pregnant, my husband and I went shopping at the local baby superstore. As we surveyed the overwhelming selection of strollers, my husband spotted a snazzy double stroller. He pointed it out to me and remarked that it would be awesome to have twins. I, feeling rather overwhelmed at the thought of one baby, let alone two didn’t echo that feeling.
Fast forward to my 16 week ultra sound. There I am on the exam table, with my husband sitting in a chair directly across from me. The doctor had just located the fetus and he paused for a moment. With a solemn voice he told me that he had some news for us.
Now, I am a natural worrier and the first thought I had was that something was wrong with the baby.
As I braced myself for bad news, the doctor gleefully announced that I was having twins. The words weren’t sinking in for me, my husband, on the other hand was practically doubled over in laughter. I glared at him and told him this was all his fault.
When you have twins you get two of everything that babies will need. Oh, what fun it is to get two teenise little outfits, or two adorable stuffed rabbits.
What you don’t realize is you will need two of everything FOREVER. That’s two sets of shots at the doctor’s office. That’s two kids with -insert the virus of the week the kids picked up from daycare-.
So far, I’ve bought two scooters, two bikes, two school registrations. After awhile you just automatically double whatever it is that you are buying. One kid needs a new sweatshirt, eh might as well get two.
Thinking ahead that is TWO teen drivers, TWO graduations, TWO college applications….omg!
Not that I’m complaining its been two times the hugs, two times the love and two times the fun.