In four days time the first trimester will be over. This is just the kind of milestone that warrants reflection. No, seriously.
We’ve ushered in the concept of multiple birth to our consciousness. We’ve had climactic doctor’s visits. We’ve listened to the sound of heart beats seemingly in stereo. We’ve discovered Beth is clever enough to notice when a bulge appears in mommy’s belly, and we’ve learned that she has no interest in a good luck rub. We’ve looked at pictures of mothers expecting twins at various stages of pregnancy with awe and fear. We’ve been unable to find any before and after pictures. We had our first argument over pre-delivery house prep. We’ve begun to replace skepticism and fear with hope and expectation.