And in the beginning...

There was sex. Obviously. It was actually Ian's Birthday Sex. Won't that make a great story when they're older!

I was visiting my mom when I woke up one morning and just knew I was pregnant. It was about 5am and I snuck out of her house to go down to the 24hr Big Box store. One uber expensive test later I was back in my mom's house trying really hard not to wake her up.

The test turned positive before I had a chance to lay it down on the side of the sink.

I didn't say anything to my mom yet, and a couple of days later Ian picked me up at the airport. I told him to close his eyes and put the positive test in his hand. He opened his eyes, looked at it, took a moment to register it, and all he said was "Wow."

Another week later and I go in for a blood test from my doc. The nurse calls me back the same day and says that my results should have been a reading anywhere between 5 and 400. Big pause and then she tells me that mine was around 1200. Hummina. She said to be prepared that it might be twins, but at that point I already knew that we were in for more than one. I kept it to myself and went in for an early ultrasound the next week. At 6 weeks we got the above picture. Two little embryos with two fluttering heartbeats. I got to surprise Ian again when I got home with the pictures.

And so it began.