One More Time

In November of 2004, when they discovered that I was carrying twins, my doctors wanted me to have lots of ultrasounds to make sure they were growing well. Often, one twin will flourish while the other might grow weak and sickly. So, I was in the ultrasound office every week! Plus they sent me for a few special ultrasounds at another facility.

I thought this time would be different . . . My clinic usually does one ultrasound at 20 weeks and that's it. Once again . . . I wound up going every other week. Not quite as troublesome as the previous pregnancy. And now, I find myself with just one left! Since we are having the baby on the 20th, I'll still be going to my scheduled ultrasound on the 16th. And if it has arrived, I'll get to have this one on the brand new ultrasound machine that shows 3-D images! How amazing to get a glimpse of your baby's face before it's born!

It seems strange, to have this baby-making marathon coming to a close. Don't get me wrong: I'm not upset about ending this unique chapter in my life, but it's something new to adjust to! I've spent nearly the last 2 years with all this attention, and help, and concern. It's kind of addictive, in it's own way! When you've got a belly sticking out two feet in front of you, you almost never have to open a door, or pick up something that looks like it might be even remotely heavy . . .

But I'm looking forward to being able to do things on my own, to move freely without this mass of baby in the way. I'm looking forward to adjusting to life as a family of five! So many transitions lay ahead and I'm looking forward to finding my way through them.