Happy Anniversary: Hospital Vacation

        June 10, 2014 was our 3^rd wedding anniversary.  I had to spend all day at a class for my teaching job, and Amy was going to see the doctor because she had been feeling cramps for the past few days.  For the evening, I had reservations set for the Fish Market, and tickets purchased for The Fault in Our Stars, a movie made from a book we both had read.  This was going to be one of our last HURRAHS before the twins were born. 

         At class, I was catching up with old and current teacher friends at our Leader in Me training coarse.  Most conversation focused on Amy’s pregnancy and the twins.  When 90% of your coworkers are women, and your wife is pregnant with twins, that’s all they want to talk about.  I didn’t mind, I was excited about it all!  Amy still had a little ways to go being at week 33, but many co-workers joked to keep my phone on in case she went into labor early.  It is very typical for twins to be born up to 10 weeks early.  Even with the joking, everyone was surprised when my phone starting vibrating and I told them it was Amy. 

The Good News

My plan is to do weekly posts, writing about my experience with twins as they happen.  But I have a lot to share about pregnancy through the first 10 weeks, so I am going into blog overdrive.  Think of it like a Netflix binge, trying to catch up on a show until you are current with the new airings on TV.  If you read my first post, you might be wondering what happened.  No you didn’t miss anything, that is called the classic cliffhanger.  However, you probably guessed what happened next.  If you didn’t read my first post, you might want to scroll down first (past my wife’s guest entry) and take a peek. 

With the surprised expression of the doctor, and the picture of the ultra-sound, we both knew it before she said anything.  “How would you like to be the parents of two babies?” Amy had told me several weeks earlier that she thought it was twins.  I told her she was wrong!  There was no way we were having twins. She just felt like she had a lot going on inside.  I guess she was right, just like always! 

Why I’m Not Ashamed of How Our Twins Came to Be (Guest post by the mom, Amy)

(My wife was motivated by my first blog and wrote her first guest piece already, and so soon! Why did I ever doubt her?  She is a great writer, so enjoy!  I will post the second part of my first blog by Friday)

One of the very first times we told anyone we were expecting twins, we got the question, “Did you take anything?” This would be the first of dozens of similar questions. When I responded, “yes”, it was as if I could see the level of excitement in their face drain ever so slightly. Twins weren’t as exciting when a couple used help getting pregnant. From that moment on, every time I was asked a similar question, I felt extremely insecure, not to mention offended that so many people felt it was appropriate to ask such a question. No, I don’t believe that the history of my reproductive system is any of your business, but I suppose I can tell you the last time I ovulated if you insist.

In the beginning…

Hello fellow fathers, fathers of twins, mothers, mothers of twins, grandmothers, whoever decided to open my blog.... hello to you. I wanted to open this blog with an introduction of myself.  My name is Devin, I am currently 28 years old.  I would define myself as a born again christian, husband, father of... TWINS, teacher of... 2ND GRADERS, and a Reds fan.  The last one isn’t so important, unless you know me, then you know that it IS important.  I also love to go to movies, shoot my shotgun at clay pigeons, and be active.  All before I had twins of course.  Those are the basics of the basics about me.  If you continue to be a reader of my blog, I promise you will learn much more.  Probably more than you want to know about me.  Especially if you are family, you have been warned.