I have 3 kids. They are bright, energetic, imaginative, and totally crazy. After some time of thought and consideration, my wife and I (mostly my wife) decided we would try for a 4th, and final child. So in early December she found out that she was indeed pregnant. I was happy, but a little timid. Our three kids, I felt, were "just fine".
Upon returning home from Camp Lynda, my wife greeted me with what she called "an interesting development". That is, we are having twins.
Twins.
Twins!?
Even now, I am still in shock. Twins. Two babies. At once.
Twins.
I feel a bit like someone smacked in the face. Not that I feel angry, just surprised. A little stunned. Once the news sunk in a little bit the questions started flowing. Is our van big enough, do we have enough space in the house, what stuff will we need to buy, and on and on.
We do not know the genders of the two new arrivals yet. Be sure that when we do know, I will update all of you. I think my wife is rooting for one of each. But I'd be fine with 2 more boys. That would mean that years down the road, I'd have 4 sons to pull me up the Alpine Loop or filter water for me on the Kokopelli Trail.
But whatever comes, I will be excited and happy. Even though right now I feel unprepared and nervous.
Twins.
Twins.
Who would have ever thought....
Today's weight: N/A. I gave myself a free evening of Super Bowl snacking.
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