Saturday night before bed, I told Jeff... I think I have twins in there. I think I have known all along, I said. He said not to worry because we would see on the sonogram on Monday. That has been my joke, fear, all along actually... having more than one passenger. Everyone kept telling me, don't worry, you aren't on fertility medicine, no worries, twins don't run in your family.

Well, we went in for the sonogram this morning. As the sonographer was prepping, I said, will we be able to see how many we have in there? Of course I pretended to be joking. She said, why, did you take fertility meds? Nope, I said. Well, because there are two babies in here. I want to say I was shocked, but I wasn't. It was kinda like getting confirmation that you got into the only college you applied for. At the sight of those TWO little beans head to butt inside of me, I started to cry like I have never cried before. Happiness and fear all at once. Jeff just stood there staring at the screen. We also found out that my passengers are in the same compartment. So they are most likely identical. Clones if you will. Of course, I am only 9 weeks pregnant, so we don't know what flavor they are yet.

This explains why I have been so so sick and so so sleepy and have already gained 7 pounds. This explains everything. The dreams about twins, everything. It also makes a lot of decisions for me... obgyn versus midwife practice... we are going to go with the obgyn. Buying a car? Um, yes.

I guess this just means that I can never do anything normally... that I am always full of surprises. That is me. Surprise girl.