Carrie's favorite day of pregnancy - week 20 appointment

After a lot of waiting (although I swore it was 2 boys from week 10 on) the day before Thanksgiving finally arrived. This was a double whammy of excitement for me because yay, it was a half day with a 5 day weekend, and it was time to find out the sex of the babies. My parents were at my house when I got home from school, and after lunch we were on our way. As I had mentioned before, Kristen, the sonographer, had scheduled herself to to my sonogram and had also checked in with me at my previous appointment a few weeks prior to see if I had still held out about telling people it was twins. She was excited to do the scan and warned her coworkers that if they heard screaming, they shouldn't worry.

So in we went, and after they set up, Kristen asked "So, you want to know the sex?" and I of course replied that  I did. After no more than 30 seconds of looking, she exclaimed "It's two boys!" My parents laughed, thinking it was a joke. I said "I knew it!!!" because seriously, I'd been saying that for 10 weeks.
The room quieted down and the sonographer started the measurements. On the screen, it said Twin A and Kristen kept mentioning that there was more than one baby as she measured, saying things like: this is the first baby's hands, and this is baby A's spine. No reaction whatsoever from my parents. My dad kept looking at Steve, but didn't say anything. My mom kept looking at the screen with a smile on her face. Steve was looking worried, and kept staring at Kristen who was beginning to look exasperated. I found myself wondering if I was going to have to tell them on the ride home. Right after viewing the chambers of baby A's heart, Kristen moved to baby B's heart to try to make it really obvious. Nothing. This whole time Steve is poking me and making faces at Kristen, as if to say "What do we do?" Unsure of any other way to make it clear, Kristen zoomed out and loudly said "And THIS is the MEMBRANE separating the TWO BABIES."

At this point, 25 minutes in, my mom FINALLY got it. She started shrieking and crying and laughing all at once. There was a rapid fire of emotions... I'm so happy!.... Are you going to be okay?... How could you not tell me? I'm really mad you didn't tell me.... What a surprise.... This was a neat way to find out....

My dad just turned and said "I thought I was the only one who didn't know."

Then the nurse came in (who also knew our plan) and asked what took so long. She had been waiting outside the door. While Kristen did the rest of the measurements, my dad kept ragging on my mom, asking how she didn't notice the Twin A and Twin B on the screen OR all of Kristen's descriptions. She just said she was so focused on the picture she tuned everything else out.

When it was over, we went to Buy Buy Baby to pick out the bedding, because my mom agreed to paint a mural in the nursery to match. I swear my mom told everyone in the store that it was twins and about how she found out. Only she didn't start from the beginning, telling everyone a different part of the story, and no one had any idea what she was talking about.

It was a good day.

At this point, they were no longer bunk bedding it. One was head down, on my left, and the other head up on my right. We just always call Logan left and Riley right. Who knows how many times they have/will switch names.