Today is my last day of work before the twins arrive. I'm emotional. I'm actually kind of a wreck. Granted, I have nothing work related to handle, so, I'm sitting here at my laptop and my Mac and just thinking about what life will be like in one week.
I remember the weekend after our transfer with the twins. We were at the lake house with Rob's mom and brother. My pregnancy tests were not positive...and I was a mess. I was pissed off. I was livid. We had our transfer with Molly on a Monday and the test was positive on Friday. With the babies, our transfer was Tuesday and on Saturday there was still only 1 line. No one knew about our transfer except Mom and Mandie. We went on a boat ride that Saturday afternoon...and as I held my girl and fought back tears, I prayed for His peace and for His reminder that I've said a million times that Molly is more than I could have ever asked for...and that she was all we'd need. Sunday morning there were 2 lines. I honestly felt that once I accepted and believed in His peace that my babies decided to stick. Scientifically, I know that is impossible. But, I also know that nothing in this life is impossible...because I have this...
We went to the doctor yesterday, Rob's birthday, because I have been having contractions. I cried when my doctor said he's advise us to wait for our scheduled C-Section. I know that's the best for our babies...and I know I can survive the 6-ish days until then. I'm tired...and I'm ready to be able to chase my girl again. I also cried because on the way to the doctor and the whole time we were there, I was all sweaty armpit terrified. What in the world are we going to do with THREE babies? I know we will figure it out. I know that God only gives you what you can handle. I know that these babies will fill our lives with as much love as Molly has and that we will not remember life before them once they are here. I know that our new normal will be the chaos I've always craved of a house full of little feet and sweet giggles and messy kisses. I also know that we'll endure the tantrums of the terrible two's - 3 times over - the years of teenager hell and the sadness/celebration of an empty nest one day. This is what I've dreamed of...and what I've always hoped my life would be.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord. "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."