Twins? You've Got to Be Kidding Me
I had a vision of twin girls five years ago.
I had a dream of twins back in Feb/March. But when I found out I was pregnant, I thought nothing of twins except how much I didn't want to be pregnant-- my other kids are teenagers. For the first few weeks, I had no symptoms other than fatigue (oh, how I miss those days). Fast forward to April and my first ultrasound (not the one above-- that was the following week). I'm on the table, silently hoping something was wrong, preparing for that moment. I looked at the screen and saw two bubbles but I didn't see anything in them. Okay, I thought, twins but they didn't make it. The dr asked if I saw what he saw; I said yes, two sacs with nothing in them. He zoomed in and said, "Oh no, there's something there, in both". Heartbeats. "You've got to be kidding me," I said out loud. "God hates me."
The very next week it was confirmed by an ultrasound tech and I slipped into a depression until about week 18 when something just clicked. I was still scared but I was excited too.
It turns out my vision was wrong-- I'm not having twin girls. I'm having a girl/boy set.