today, tomorrow, and the next day

squashAs of today, Christine has been in the hospital for six weeks. Tomorrow is the 32nd week of the pregnancy. The day after tomorrow is New Year’s Eve – and the twins’ birthday.

We’re scheduled for a Caesarian section at 8am. C-sections tend to be pretty quick procedures. By 9, the girls will be born and I’ll be a dad twice over – a daddad.

The girls likely won’t be home until mid to late February (around the 40-week mark), so we have a while to go. But I’m still marveling at the passage of time. When we found out in September that we were having a monoamniotic pregnancy, it felt like the next months would be interminable. And it was long and tough and I do have a few new gray hairs.

But the pregnancy has also been quick. We didn’t know that Christine was pregnant for the first several weeks. That cut down on the first trimester. And, because the C-section is happening at 32 weeks, the third trimester is shorter as well. The second trimester was the only one we experienced fully.

And we rushed the pregnancy along, praying to make it to 20 weeks, to 26 weeks, to December and 28 weeks, to 30 weeks, and finally to 32 weeks. When Christine entered the hospital at 26 weeks, we started crossing each day off on the calendar. Soon we’ll be praying that the twins make it through their time in the NICU without any lasting issues and crossing off the days on a new calendar.

One of my hopes for 2015 is for the luxury of being able to be in the moment instead of straining for the next goal.

Everything is awesome

Everything has been going really well since Christine got into the hospital, health-wise.

I think the most dangerous thing with the pregnancy right now is driving to visit Christine in the hospital, but I’m doing my best to be careful. I might write more about that later, but it really feels extra important to drive safely now.

20 weeks!

We just hit 20 weeks, a big milestone. According to some sources, our girls’ chances just got a lot better. What this means for me is that I’m confident enough to tell my co-workers that I’m going to be a daddad.

I haven’t blogged about the pregnancy since the beginning of September, and I haven’t told anyone about it since then either. It’s been tough to keep the secret, especially since it’s such a stressful secret.

Telling people that I’m going to be a daddad is one of the most satisfying things I’ve ever gotten to do. It usually goes like this:

Me: “I’m going to be a dad.”
Them: “Oh my gosh! Congratulations!”
Me: “Of identical twin girls.”

It’s great. I recommend it highly.

Getting to tell about 20 coworkers over multiple days has made this week pretty terrific.

Think good thoughts for the next 20!