A Series of Unfortunate & Fortunate Events

I have a CRAZY story to tell you (long but entertaining). A few months ago, Alex was involved in a minor car accident on his way down 35 during the downpour Texas was having. Even though it was minor, his car was still totaled.  We began looking for another vehicle immediately and after a few weeks I was finally able to convince Alex we should get a minivan.  We found a Honda we were interested in, and they allowed Alex to take it over night so we could have our mechanic check it out. The next day our mechanic gave it the OK, and on the way back to the dealership to purchase the van, Alex got in ANOTHER car wreck. Thankfully no one was hurt and it was pretty minor, but once again we were back to square one, and back to paying another $500 deductible.

At that point I told Alex he should just ride a bike.  We were down to my car, and that proved to be a bit difficult with our schedules. About a week after Alex's second accident, on Sunday night May 31, I was stopped at a light when I was rear ended by a truck. It was a very hard impact, that scared the absolute crap out of me. One minute I'm jamming out to the radio, and the next thing my body is flying forward like a rag doll. My car was totaled. My airbags didn't go off and thankfully I didn't hit my steering wheel. My neck hurt instantly and I immediately started crying...I was in shock.  I was able to pull off to the side of the road, and a witness contacted the police.  I immediately called Alex, and told him I was in a car accident. Since he was at home with NO car and Turner, our neighbors were kind enough to let Alex borrow their car and watch Turner while we went to the hospital.  I didn't call the ambulance, because I really didn't want all the drama.

My car : (
The truck that hit me. I'm pretty sure this is illegal. So thankful I didn't have Turner in the back seat.
I had found out the week prior that I was pregnant, so I was 5 weeks at this point. I told the doctor I was pregnant, and she wanted to do an ultrasound to be safe.  Alex and I were in the ER for about 2 hours when I told him he should head home and get Turner from our neighbor's and put him to bed since it was getting late, and I would take an Uber home. I was really ok at this point, just icing my neck. He left, and not long after the doctor walked in to give me the report. She said that everything looked good, but she believed that I was going to have two babies. "WHAT??!!!! You believe? Ummm...are you sure?" I asked the doctor for pictures so I could have some sort of proof to which she replied she would try to get.

The doctor left the room, and a million emotions rushed through my body.  I immediately texted Alex and told him to get back to the hospital ASAP to come get me as I was finished and ready to go. While I waited and thought about how I would break the big news, I called my mom and sister. "Mom....I'm having TWINS!!!" You can imagine their reactions. "Are you joking? Holy crap!" 

Alex arrived and I told him I had to wait a tad longer for the report. He layed down on the hospital bed (good thing), and that's when I popped the news!
Me: "We're going to need a double stroller." 
Alex: "Huh? What?" 
Me: "We're having Twins!"
Alex: "You're kidding. No, your joking, right? 
Me: "I'm not joking. I'm completely serious. The doctor just told me she sees two babies."
Alex: "No, you're full of crap."

After a few minutes of convincing, he finally believed me. 

This was prior to me finding out we were having twins.
After what seemed like forever, the doctor came in and told us to follow her to the computer so we could look at the photos. Utter shock....oh my goodness, two little eggs or whatever those little things are called.  We didn't know whether to cry or celebrate.

That night I maybe slept an hour or so. I kept waking up wide eyed freaking out, and googling things like "Breastfeeding twins", "What supplies you need for twins", etc. The next day I contacted my OBGYN and told them about my twin news and asked if they could move my 9 week appointment up before our vacation (which I would be 8 weeks). The nurse told me unfortunately they couldn't, AND then said that it's possible I'm not having twins and that the extra sac could be a pseudo sac which is common and would go away in a few weeks. She said a lot of times the hospitals can mess up in their readings. Ok...so now I'm thinking "Am I having twins? Am I NOT having twins?" I really did not want to go on a week long vacation to Hawaii with these questions on my mind. I wanted to be for sure one way or the other. So, I made an appointment for an ultrasound at a private facility when I was 7 weeks.

Alex and I went to our appointment not sure what to expect. At this point, I was really hoping that one of the babies wasn't gone, but a part of me was also scared out of my mind thinking about raising twins. The ultrasound tech found the first baby and a heartbeat very quickly, but was having a hard time seeing since my bladder didn't fill very much. She kept looking and looking for what seemed like forever, and said "Hmmm...I'm not seeing anything else." I was becoming dissapointed, AND then all of a sudden she said "I SEE ANOTHER HEARTBEAT! YOU'RE HAVING TWINS!" Whoo hoo! Omg...we're really having twins. I asked how sure she was and she said 100%.

You have the shock of twins, and then the stress of having to buy not 1 but 2 new cars. Our prior cars were completely paid off, so it really sucked having to get car payments. We searched and tried to find the biggest bang for our buck and settled on a 2008 Toyota Sienna and 2008 Honda Pilot. Both have high mileage, but our mechanic said they were in good shape, and the biggest priority was they hold our GROWING family.

And that is the crazy story of how we found I was having twins!

1 comment:

Carey said...

And just like that, your day was redeemed! It will no longer be that crappy day when you were in an accident, but instead that totally awesome day you found out about TWINS! Great story! (...and sorry about the craptastic accident!)