Eating for 3

So yesterday was our viability scan and as the title of this blog suggests, we got a surprise!

I had managed to stay fairly calm until the 24 hour run up to the appointment, but by the time we were sitting in the waiting room for our scan, I’d mentally prepared myself for the worst, fearing another horrific viability surprise. 

What we were faced with was a different kind of surprise – 2 little heartbeats flickering away, 2! As soon as I saw those black and white flutterings my tearducts got the better of me. Mr Hasdogswantshumans was grinning from ear to ear and the nurse said that this was the best bit of her job.

We’d joked about having twins, we obviously knew it was a real posibility. When 2 embryos are popped back at transfer (this was at the clinics advice, not our insistence), you kind of talk yourself into believing that neither will stick, it doesn’t enter your mind that everything could go exactly right and you end up with twins!

So it’s taking some getting my head around. Every so often, one of us just goes *twins!!!!* and we obviously have loads more hurdles to jump before we’re at the finish line, but I fell a little bit in love with those blobs on the screen yesterday 😍