So we thought 2 children would be plenty...well, you know how that goes. One morning I woke up and the air smelt really funny, and I KNEW, uh oh, pregnant again. Well, things were going fine and dandy, the usual morning sickness, gout, but I knew that something was definatly different about this pregnancy. However, life goes on. On days when my head wasn't in the toilet, I was trying to take care of the other 2 little blessings.
One night as I was praying with the girls, they decided that they needed to pray for mom to have TWO babies so that they could each have one. And like a normal stressed out mom, I wasn't really paying attention to what they were praying for...you know, just going through the mommy motions.
One night as I was praying with the girls, they decided that they needed to pray for mom to have TWO babies so that they could each have one. And like a normal stressed out mom, I wasn't really paying attention to what they were praying for...you know, just going through the mommy motions.
So, about 3 months along, I went in for my ultrasound, laying on the table I was joking with the technician asking him how many there was in there, and he asked me: "do twins run in your family?" and I said "yes", not thinking anything of the question, then he asked, did your doctor give you any indication that you would be expecting twins? and I said NO. What are you trying to tell me here buddy? How many is in there? Well Mrs. Primeau, he said, you are having TWINS!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I didn't know whether to laugh, or cry, or kick him.
Needless to say, I wouldn't send them back or trade them in, and the girls got what they prayed for...one sister for each of them. God definatly has a sense of humor.
My advice to all my young readers out there is be careful what you pray for.
