The Best Laid Plans

We were going to wait until later to tell anyone in our families that we’re expecting.  At least until we saw a heartbeat.  My brother, SIL and niece are scheduled for a visit the weekend I should be 10 weeks.  We thought this would be a perfect opportunity to tell my family in person and then we would call my husbands family that same weekend.

My parents are visiting my brother this weekend.  We did a video chat with them last night.  My brother said he had some news for us.  My husband and I exchanged glances, having a pretty good idea what was coming.  My brother said his wife is pregnant.  My first question was “when is her due date?”  They responded with October 15th.  I looked at my husband and communicating non-verbally, we decided we had to tell them.  While I had a grin plastered on my face, he countered with “my wife is due October 16th!”

My parents are in shock.  For many years they thought grandkids might not happen for them.  Then came my niece and finally, the twins.  Now, they have two more on the way and will have 5 (assuming all goes well).  And my grandma will have 16 great grandkids.  It’s just unbelievable.

I’m trying not to worry yet about the fact that our due dates are one day apart and my parents will want to be there and here at the same time, which is physically impossible.  I always figured if we had another child, my parents would be able to take the twins when we go to the hospital.  Now I’m not so sure. But we’ll cross that bridge as we get closer to it.  For now, I’m just so grateful that we are in this position.  We’ll figure everything out somehow.