John and I woke up excited as could be...today was the day we were going to get to finally "see" our baby, to find out if it was a boy or a girl...even though we were both sure it was a girl (I had already bought a pink blanket). We had been counting down the days to our ultrasound for weeks.
My mom came with John and I to the ultrasound, we were almost late because John HAD to have a coffee (I can't stand being late for things...and if I am not there 5 minutes early I consider myself late).
We did get there on time, we sat there with butterflies in our stomachs because we were SO excited. They finally called me in and John and my mom had to wait in the waiting room until they had done all of the measurements and then they would be called in to see.
I got in the room and the ultrasound tech gooped the gel onto my tummy. Almost immediately she asked me "do twins run in your family?"
"is that a joke" I replied
"nope" she said "you're having twins"
As I was laying there I was instantly excited, twins, I had always that it would be fun to have twins. As I was thinking about all the fun things that we were going to do with our twins the ultrasound tech's voice changed to a tone that I am not even sure how to describe in writing, it was worried, nervous, and anxious all at the same time, "hold on a second" she said.
My heart sank, siamese twins I thought, maybe one of them does not have a heartbeat, all kinds of things were racing through my head.
"hold on a second" she said again, "there's another one"
"another what" I said
"another baby...you're having triplets"
We both started laughing, how could this be. Triplets??? Twins do not even run in my family. We only heard one heartbeat at our doctors appointment. I only ordered one crib, where will all the carseats go (this is the exact order that I thought these things in my head). I layed there and I started to cry. I started to cry the happiest tears I have ever cried. I wanted to tell John and my mom so badly but she had to measure all of the babies first...it was going to take some time.
Meanwhile my mom and John were out in the waiting room, terrified that something was wrong. A bunch of other pregnant women had been in and out, all in about twenty minutes or so. Out they would come with their ultrasound pictures and they were still sitting there waiting. My mom says that John paced up and down the waiting room, and she sat there worried that something was wrong, that they could not find a heartbeat. The ultrasound tech sent someone out to tell them that nothing was wrong, and that they were just having trouble with the machine, John and mom did not believe her.
About an hour and a half later the measurements were all recorded and it was time to call mom and John in. The ultrasound tech said to me "let's not tell them right away, let's show them on the screen and see if they can tell," I agreed.
In came John and mom and both the ultrasound lady and I started talking so fast that they had no idea what either of us were saying. Finally it calmed down for a split second and John asked if it was a boy or a girl. I said "it's a boy", he grinned the biggest grin "and another boy" he looked a little confused "and a third boy" now he looked totally confused. Then he just started laughing (he laughed non-stop for probably a week or so). As mom was listening to this her knees gave out a little bit and she was hanging onto the counter to keep herself standing.
The ultrasound tech went through each of the boys and showed them to their dad and grammy.
As we walked out of the building we thought what a far stretch our reality was from what we expected heading in, and we could not be happier.
The rest of our day was A TON of fun going around and telling our friends and family or exciting news.
Now our lives are filled with smiles, laughs, hugs, kisses, bottles, dirty diapers, and all other kinds of fun things...we would not change any of it. We love our three little guys more than life itself, and consider ourselves the luckiest people in the entire world.
If you have time leave a comment of your reaction when we first told you about the boys...I would love to write out all the stories but as you can imagine we run a little short on time every now and again.