What are you hoping for?
This is the question I usually hear right after, “Was it a surprise?” And so I thought I’d write you up a bit about how I feel/want in regards to the sex of the twins.
I remember before I was pregnant being highly annoyed with the generic answer of, “Oh goodness, we’re just hoping for a healthy baby!” And I’d think, “Really? Nothing inside of you leans one way or the other? Doesn’t everyone hope for a healthy baby but maybe with a certain set of parts?”
Then I got pregnant with Bella. And I understood. While I actually thought she was a boy, I didn’t really have a preference. I just thought she was, but finding out she was a girl was amazing.
This time around, I do have a bit of a preference, but it tends to vary from day to day. Take Saturday. I’m helping my friend pack and she starts giving me all these tiny newborn clothes her son barely wore. Bears, whales, little camo pants, tiny trucks.
My heart exploded with the insane cuteness.
So one or two boys? Oh, I’d love it. Two boys that get to be connected like that forever? My grandpa was a twin – his bond with his brother was very special. Part of me would be a tad bit sad if I didn’t get one boy out of this deal – because no matter what, I’m not doing this again.
But then I go through Bella’s old clothes we saved. And I long for one more little girl. So those little clothes get another round of use, so I have two or three little girls to do tea parties with. To roughhouse with Daddy. Two little girls who grow up together? I think Sam would die of the cute.
Two of each would be lovely. One of each? I’d love as well.
I know. I’m one of those annoying answer people.
I’m simply eager to find out. I know most people with twins find out early but I don’t know how early or if it’s just because we have so many more ultrasounds. And now knowing we are having two and the higher risks, my focus really is on knowing they are both ok.
Did you have a preference when you were pregnant? Or do you? Or not care either way?
Anyone want to take a guess on what we’ll have?


















I definitely had a preference – I wanted a girl.
When I found out Harrison was a boy, I was thrilled that he was healthy & looked forward to little seer-sucker overalls, but I was bummed. I don’t think it makes me a bad momma to say that because once he arrived, I couldn’t imagine anything else. I was destined to be a boy momma & if I only had boys for the rest of my life, I would die a happy woman.
When I look to having another baby, I’m torn. I want another boy SO BADLY because Harry would have a playmate & I adore boys & brothers & being the only gal in the house is a wonderful feeling. But then I think about my friendship with my own momma & I know that if I never have a girl, I’ll never have a chance at that woman-friendship in my own child.
So. Yeah. Ramble, ramble, blah blah.
The good news about being torn? You’ll be THRILLED on that big ultrasound day!