Jun 23, 2015
Posted by Mehidah (Beth Aithan) in Children, The Mommy Chronicles | 4 Comments
Reflection
Entry #009 November 2012
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“REFLECTION”
Am I pregnant? Let’s see…I have to wait a couple of minutes before the results–two pink lines–show up on the pregnancy test. What?! Oh my goodness! The Most High has visited us again. (1 Sam. 2:21)
“Hey Babe, the Most High has visited us again.”
“What?!”, my lord says, “that’s crazy.” (in a good way).
Ooooh, this morning sickness is kicking my butt. I have I have morning, noontime, and evening sickness. I can barely eat a thing because nothing stays down except for Haagen Dazs’ vanilla and almond ice cream bars.
Door unlocks, my husband is home, all praises.
“Babe, it’s twins,” I say trying to keep a straight face.
“Get outta here, how you know?” he asks.
“There’s a special test doctor’s have developed to let you know how many babies are inside of you without a sonogram.” I’m just joking, but I want to see how far I can take this before he catches on.
“Seriously?”, he asks.
“Yes”, I begin to laugh.
He goes scriptural, “you know we can’t lie.”
“I’m just playing”, I say.
“Good”, he says, “don’t play like that.”
I have NEVER had morning sickness like this.
“Sis, you sure you ain’t got two up in there?”, a sister asks me.
“I don’t know yet, my sonogram isn’t until tomorrow, but I don’t think I’m gonna go, a waste of time…I’m going to a new doctor in a couple of weeks anyway.”
As my husband is sitting at the computer, I ask him, “Babe, you think I should go to my sonogram tomorrow? I don’t feel like it.”
“Yes”, he says, “you should go to make sure everything is fine.”
Alarm clock goes off, get up, and get dressed.
Schedule for today: sonogram, prenatal appointment, BJ’s, and home to continue preparing for the Sabbath–God this is a nasty taste in my mouth, can’t wait until this HORRIBLE “morning” sickness is over.
Good, I found a nice close space here at the sonographer’s office. 2nd floor.
“You are number 2, just have a seat in the waiting room until we call your number.”, the receptionist tells me.
Intercom: “#2, #2.”
That’s me.
“Good morning”, the sonographer says to me. “Just place your items over there on the chair and lie down on the table.”
She sits, puts the jelly on my belly, places the wand, looks at the screen–I didn’t just see what I think I saw did I? I’m thinking–adjusts her chair, puts the wand back and asks (what I think to be a simple procedural question) “is this your first viewing of the baby?”
“Yes, it is.”
She continues, “are you aware there are 2?”
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.” My hands quickly cover my mouth, they quickly go up to my forehead, back down to my mouth, back up to my forehead, down to my mouth–this continues for about 15 seconds. “I JUST played this joke on my husband. “Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, no, no, you don’t understand, I JUST played this joke on my husband.” In complete shock, I explain my “joke” to her. “You, you gotta give me a letter or something because he is NOT going to believe me this time.”
Hands still on my forehead as I look at her and then again at the screen (everything else seems to disappear) which AMAZINGLY has two butterfly-shapes which is each of their brains…two heartbeats pounding…two spines…and two water sacks. Oh my goodness. My body is present, but I feel like I’m somewhere else at the same time. “Most High, wow! Most High…you are somethng else, ” I say outloud as if Maria (the sonographer) isn’t even in the room.
My first sono photos are printed out and I carefully place them in my purse to show my husband proof, and by the end of the appointment I am CHEESING waiting for ANYBODY to pass so I can tell them the GREAT news! I’m so excited I nearly go home forgetting about my prenatal appointment and BJ’s…I just wanna get home and tell my husband the great news.
“How did it go?” my husband asks me.
“Remember that time I was joking and I said, ‘it’s twins’ and you was like ‘ha ha'”
He cuts me off, “I was like ‘ha ha, quit playing'”, he says.
“Yeah…”
“What?”, he asks raising an eyebrow.
“It’s twins”, I say and continue to put the dishes away before it’s completely dark out.
“Come on”, he says and drops his hand like you pulling THIS again.
“God’s honest, Babe”, putting my hands up surrendering to the realness of the situation. “I have the pictures to prove it.” I walk over to my purse, pull out the photos that have both of them (named twin A and twin B at the time) in it.
Now it’s my husband’s turn to place HIS hands on HIS head and pace. After a few seconds of his pacing, he turns and says to me…”how we all gon’ fit in the car?” This man can find humour in ANYTHING. After my husband composes himself, he comes to me, kisses me, and says, “congratulations, all praises.”
This past pregnancy was the TOUGHEST of them all. Having been pregnant with twins was NO JOKE, there were times when it felt like the end of it couldn’t come sooner. All praises I had help; sisters who cooked for me when that was just not happening, accompanied me to doctor’s appointments, to run errands, help with laundry, go with me to false alarms, etc.
July 09th, 2012 finally came and it was time for my scheduled C-section–heartpounding–so I could meet my twin sons Elijah and Elisha. All praises INDEED be to the Most High because they are now home and healthy and WONDERFUL additions to the family.
Like the sister said, you don’t know what you are capable of doing until you have to do it.
“Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed , but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.” Ps. 127: 3-5
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Shalom, Sister Mehidah (Beth Aithan)
Shalom sister All praises love your article!!!
You article definitely made me smile. All praises 🙂
This is a beautiful and exciting article. All praises sis thank you for sharing
Oh, wow. I loved reading this story! All praises for sure.