I woke up bright and early, had a shower, washed my hair, wore my best clothes, slap some lipstick on and went to meet my future head on.
As I enter the dark room she ask me to sit on the couch. All I saw was a bed, two chairs and a monitor. I sat on the chair. She looks at me and says “No, not there, here ” and taps the bed. As I sit on it I realized it is a couch albeit a really expensive one.
“Please open your pants and lower it, thank you, now I will place this towel here so the gel won’t get onto any of your clothes.”
She squirts gel on my lower stomach, which was surprisingly warm. I thought she was going to do it on my belly but she puts the scanwhatchamallit on the bottom half in between my pelvic bone.
“Now, I’m just going to have a look around first and then when I’m done I will explain to you what is happening”
“Umm, sure ok”. I mean what is there to explain she will scan my tummy and then tell me I have a baby and then tell me how many weeks it was, right?
So she starts the scan. In front of me the screen comes to life. First it’s dark then it gets grey then I see a cavern and in the cavern is a blob. I’m thinking to myself “Oh, so there’s the little bubba”. I turn to MOH and he looks like he knows what he’s looking at (later on I find out that he didn’t have a clue to what was going on and didn’t know what he was looking for in the screen). Then she moves from left to right and the cavern fades away into a shadow and then into another cavern with another blob. She does this a couple of times and by then I was getting a little bit confused and worried. I was like “Holy Cow! That is one big baby! But what the heck is that shadow in the middle???” The scan lady, whose name is Alison, turns to me and says in the driest tone imaginable (that only the Brits can do) ”I see here that you are having twins”. I’m like “WHAT???” and burst out crying.
Next thing I know, MOH is on my left and picks up my hand as we continue looking at the screen with a bit more awe and respect now. She continues the scan and explains where the head and limbs are. She then takes a snapshot and measures the fetuses to see how old they were since I had no idea.
I think I will forever remember this one incident for the rest of my life. Baby/fetus number one, who was on the left, was sleeping on its back, chilling and hardly moving. But when she moved the scan to the right baby/fetus number two was moving around. It was moving so much that she had to wait for about 5 minutes before she could take a snapshot of it to measure the size.
She measured it from the top of the head to it tiny nonexistent bottom/buttocks.
It was freaky, weird, amazing and crazy experience for me watching not one but TWO fetuses in my belly. After the shock I started babbling and told MOH that the second baby is moving around so much it must be looking for a comfortable spot. We will have to watch out for this one. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry too much about it. it’s actually a good sign when they are active”.
“Oh.” was my reply.
By then I was still tearing but had some measure of control over myself (I blame my weeping tendencies on the shock). She tells me to wipe myself up and hands over a scan of the baby. I mean BABIES!!! Talk about blowing expectations out of the water.
First look at the “Twins”
The top photo is the dancing baby. :) The bottom photo is the chillaxing one.
When I’m alone, regardless of what I’m doing, I stop for a moment and whisper “Twins” and start giggling like a lunatic and then continue on with what I’m doing. As you can tell it hasn’t sunked in, the reality that I am not having one but two babies. It’s crazy. I feel terribly blessed and thank God everyday.