We found out that Angel was pregnant again around the time of May 6, the same week we packed up our things and moved to Philadelphia, (for those of you who don't know, we moved to Philadelphia) . Actually I can give you the exact date: it was Wednesday May 14th, 3:45 pm. Only reason I remember that is cause I was in a weekly meeting at my job when I got the infamous text message from Angel: "What do 2 pink lines mean?"
Answer: *CRASH!* *BOOM!* *CLANG!* *THUD!*...
It means the course of the remainder of my life (according to my calculations) just came crashing down all around me, thats what it means. This is not to say that the news came as a disappointment. But if you're like Angel and I, and never actually plan for a particular pregnancy, you may from time to time, fall into the error of thinking you have it all figured out, courses fully plotted, and everything under control. Which makes the unexpected news of a child on the way all the more earth-shattering. This describes the condition of my mind as I'm reading the news on my phone, provoking a curious and feeble reaction: "Um Clay (my bosses name) I'm gonna need a raise..."
So thats how I found out we were having another baby. Over the next few weeks I came to terms with this new reality, and quickly fell back into the folly of thinking I had it all figured out... 1 more child, no big deal, we've done this before, a few sleepless nights here and there, no sweat, we got this. But then something happened, God's divine sense of humor decided to come smashing thru the window of my carefully plotted and seamlessly planned little world. It came in the form of an ultrasound. Imagine my surprise as im lookin on at the monitor, expecting to see what i've seen before with Michael, 1 baby, healthily growing, the foggy form of a skeletal system, blah blah blah... then all of the sudden, with the tweak of the ultrasound device, another "form" appears on the screen. "Must be interference" I thought, then for some strange reason, my wife conjured up the nerve to ask the unthinkable: "Are there two in there?".
Now up to this point, all is still going as planned, there's just no way there could possibly be TWO in there. But then calmly, sedately and almost routinely (as if this sorta thing should be expected), the following words fell out of the nurse's mouth as she made her way out the door to get more nurses: "Yep, those are twins..." ... [pause]
All silliness aside though, I wish I could have seen the look on my face. The news of twins is not something you come mentally prepared for. As a matter of fact, the dust still hasn't settled in my mind. Every half hour or so you'll see me shaking my head in disbelief as I'm confronted with the reality that "I'm having twins"... [pause]
