When Two little Bugs decided to Join the Fun!

I have told this story a time or two before…actually I have told this story a lot, but its still fun to tell…so now you get to hear it…probably for the umpteenth time. 

My Nolan was 6 months old and he and I were baking a German chocolate cake for his daddy's birthday. (Slacker Nolan was making me do all the work.) Just like I had done every year since we had been dating…passing on the baton from his amazing mother who had done it since he was a little boy. While cracking the eggs for the cake, I found two of the eggs were twin eggs…thats right. One egg, two yolks. OMG, if I was pregnant, I would have been totally freaked out! That night we had champagne, German chocolate cake with twin eggs, you know, normal stuff. The next day, I just had to …..I just had to take a pregnancy test cause those eggs were still haunting me. Negative! Yes! I hopped into the shower and something told me to check the test again, so on my way out of the shower I took a peek and, GOOD GOD, two lines. no. NO WAY. Oh God. How do I tell steve? AHHHHHH. Okay. Suck it up…you can do this. I march up the stairs and just ever so gentle say "steve?"……immediately he responds.."your pregnant!" 

That was easy.

Okay, I'm pregnant. Those eggs. Those DAMNED eggs! We had to wait 4 weeks to see Dr. Sharffenberger (try saying that 3 times fast). February 14, this is what we saw on that little screen. TWO YOLKS!!

I mean that's crazy, right? I'm totally not making any of this up…this really happened!

Obviously we are in shock at this point. Laughing hysterically in Dr. Sharfennbergers office. I have the tendency to laugh when I am nervous, a lovely trait my mom passed on to me. ahhhh…good times. now what?