“You’re Having… Twins?” – What No One Tells You About That First Ultrasound 👶👶

 I’ll never forget the moment.

I was lying on that medical bed, the gel cold on my belly, staring at the ultrasound screen. The doctor looked up and calmly said the words that would forever change my life:
“You’re having twins.” 🫢

And I?
I looked at her and said, without skipping a beat:
“But I only ordered one!” 🙈

From Shock to Pharmacy Confessions 💊

I walked out of the clinic in complete disbelief. My mind was spinning. I don’t even remember how I got to the pharmacy, but there I was — telling the woman behind the counter that I was going to have twins.
As if she needed to know.
As if anyone could possibly understand what I was feeling at that moment. 🌀

Two, Two, Two! ✌️✌️

For the next two weeks, I couldn’t say a full sentence to my husband without blurting out, “TWO. Two! Two babies!” 😱
He had always joked about having twins. Said it would be cool.
I told him, "It doesn’t work like that — you don’t order twins."
And yet, here we were. His crazy wish had come true, and I was the one living it — with a belly that, at the time, wasn’t even showing yet, but already felt heavier with the weight of everything. 💭

Fear, Doubt, and… Ugly Strollers? 🛒😅

My mind went into overdrive:

• How do you even hold two babies at the same time? 🍼🍼

• What does a twin baby registry even look like? 🎁

• Are all double strollers really that ugly? (Yes, most of them still are.) 😩

• And what about that dreamy Moses basket I had imagined placing by my bed? ❌
  Forget it. Not practical anymore. It felt like someone had quietly taken a piece of my vision of motherhood and replaced it with something much more… logistical.

And yet, amidst the panic, I also felt something strange and sparkly inside:
I was the one who got picked. ✨
Me — the quiet, background type. The “gray mouse.”
I was going to have twins. I was… special. 💛

The Health Scares No One Talks About 🏥

But being special didn’t make the fears go away.

I had dreamed of being active during pregnancy. Instead, my body quickly transformed into something soft and still — like a human pillow. 🛏️
At night, I lay awake thinking about things I had only vaguely heard about before:

• “Vanishing twin syndrome.”

• Premature births.

• Low birth weights.

• All the things that could go wrong twice. 😔

And even though I hadn’t started showing yet, I remember placing my hands on my flat belly and whispering:
“I don’t want to lose either of you. Please, just be okay. Just be healthy. Ten fingers. Ten toes. That’s all I ask.” 🤲👣

The Inner Storm 🌪️

And then came the questions I didn’t dare say out loud:

• Will I be a good mom to two babies at once?

• What if I can’t tell them apart? 🫣

• What if I love one more than the other?

Everyone around me said, “Don’t worry, parents know.”
But I wasn’t so sure.
What if I didn’t?
What if I failed right from the start?

It felt like stepping into an unknown jungle with a blindfold — and no map. 🗺️🌿

No One Gets It (Unless They’ve Been There) 😶‍🌫️

Here’s the other thing no one tells you:
Most people around you — friends, family, even other moms — don’t understand.
They mean well, but they’ve had one baby at a time. They don’t get the mental math of feeding two, changing two, calming two, carrying two. 🔁🧮

There were hardly any blogs or books that spoke my language.
I couldn’t find real stories from moms of twins that said, “Yeah, this is terrifying. But you’ll get through it.” 📚❌

So that’s why I’m writing this.
To say it out loud for the next mom who hears those words in a cold room:
“You’re having twins.” ❄️👩‍⚕️

You’ll feel shock.
You might mourn the image you had of motherhood.
You’ll worry. You’ll obsess.
And you’ll love harder than you’ve ever imagined. ❤️‍🔥

You’re not alone.
Even if it feels like it at first.
We’re here — the twin moms — quietly cheering you on. 🙌💕