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| Luke's 4D photo (left) - Olivia's 3D profile (right) |
The days are passing by and we are now at week 22. The angel babies are growing and the good news keeps coming. I know I shouldn't be so surprised, but when one of your life mottos has been along the lines of - expect the worst and then hope to be pleasantly surprised later, I guess sometimes it's hard to move past the...uh, past.
BUT...let me also say that I am learning and changing and don't really find a place for that motto in my life anymore. I see that finally. This infertility/IVF experience is teaching me that there is wisdom in the trials and that it's good and sweet, sometimes bitter, but I get to choose how to handle it and how I'm going to let it affect me.
I feel more than lucky to have a husband that completely adores me and these babies. We've been married just over 4 years now and marriage for us didn't start off that way, but we've both changed for the better I think. Ben is the ever-doting husband and daddy-to-be. He talks to my belly daily and it just completely melts me.
I wore my first maternity outfit today. I'm having trouble squishing this belly into regular clothes...but I still try.
Tonight we met with a friend of ours who is also now our doula. I have a doula. I have babies and I have a doula. Life is so funny to me right now.
