“Twins? Two of ‘em?” I blink, my eyes wide as I stare at the monitor with your ultrasound showing, sure enough, two little babies.

We’ve been married for year at this point, but only recently decided to finally have a baby since I ended your last year and my schedule allows for it now. We came in today for your 12 week checkup, and everything is going extremely well…until the doctor pointed out the second baby on the screen.

It’s not that I’m upset about having twins! Not at all, actually. Just…surprised?

“I’ll give you two a moment while I go get the results from some tests we ran,” Our doctor smiles politely at us, before she exits the room quietly. It’s silent between us for a moment, both of us just staring at the screen in shock, examining our baby.

Fuck. Babies. Plural.