I hopped into bed last night and sobbed myself to sleep, but this wasn't the regular tears I was normal to, these were tears of pure joy, relief, happiness and love. For 5 minutes I layed there and enjoyed a moment of no fear, no worry, no heartache. I've never cried those type of tears before, not since Gabriel was born.
The reveal part of the ultrasound!
We told the tech our plan, we wanted to know if they are the same or not. She immediately said "Yes, the are the same". I looked over at Derrick who immediately started twitching, I started laughing "Figures." I watched Derrick for a minute, this wasn't going to work - he is going to have to know. So I gave in, I told the tech he was going to have a panic attack if we don't find out, let me take a look and see if I can figure it out first.
She put the wand on Baby A, I thought I could see, but I wasn't sold. After a couple minutes of looking I asked her to put it on the other baby - obvious, right away without a doubt I knew exactly what it was, I looked at Derrick:
"That's a boy! 100% A Boy!!! Hunny they're boys!!!"
Derrick walked into a corner and cried. It was the most heartwarming thing I've ever seen, the tech said "Yes, you have two healthy perfect little boys." And we all cried together.
I'm having a hard time being truly excited that they are boys. Don't get me wrong, that was *almost* what I was hoping for (I was secretly hoping for one of each haha, but boys was my second wish). I think I'm in such a state of relief that they are healthy, I feel an overwhelming sense of joy that they are perfect, I can't celebrate the fact that they are in fact our sons... Not yet. But I will, after I've celebrated that they are so healthy I'll celebrate that we will have sons to raise.