The morning started like any other. I woke up, upset that the morning had come too fast and that the night was not long or restful enough. I got ready for work, telling myself "don't worry too much about doing your hair today. Your pregnant and tired. It's not a big deal." I feel like I tell myself that everyday now. About the time I was putting on eye liner it hit me. I felt sick to my stomach with worry. Today was Monday! The day that I have been counting down for the last four weeks. The day of my 18 week ultrasound appointment. The day I am going to find out if I am having boys, girls, or one of each. The ultrasound that most problems are found. The point of my pregnancy where everything changes. I could my hear and feel my heart beat faster and harder. I just had to make it to 1:00pm today at work and then off the doctor. I could do that. Maybe?
Work was hard. I felt worried all morning. I couldn't eat, which made me sick and light headed. I ate an orange, which I didn't keep down. I ate some crackers which got stuck in my throat. Everyone was telling me not to worry. Everything was going to be ok. But I still worried. What if there is a problem? What if they are not healthy. What if one is bigger then the other (which happens with twins, a lot, and will be a big problem) What if? Finally it was 1:00 and I could go. Again, my heart started beating even harder. My chest was really starting to hurt.
Cory and I met my Mom at the Obgyn. They told me my blood pressure was high, which I told them was because I was so nervous. I could not stop worrying about my babies. When the doctor came in I was already on the table and ready to get this going. I can't remember what questions he was asking me and I didn't care. I'll I wanted to hear was "they look healthy".
"Do you want to know the sex?"
"Yes, Please!"
One at a time he focused on each baby. "Looks like this one is a girl" He stopped the ultrasound to show us what he looked for that made that baby a girl (because we don't know!) That's great I thought, can we move to the next one now! "and looks like this one is a girl too"
Two girls, I was happy. Believe me, I was, but all I wanted to hear was that they were healthy. At that point he hadn't say those words so I started probing. "Do they look ok? Are they the right size? Do you see any thing bad?"
"Everything looks good"
I felt all my worry and sickness leave me. I felt so much better. I finally felt like I woke up and could start that day. I felt the feeling return to my body, and oh my, I needed to pee. Wait, did he say Two Girls?
I am having two girls?
I am halfway there! I can't believe it. 
