Okay so this past weekend I got to tell my family and I'm telling you, that is the hardest secret to keep from your mom and your sister especially when you are vomiting daily. I was on my way to Lincoln, my nephew's shirt safely tucked in my bag and my nerves of steal causing me to pop TUMS like they are candy.
I am getting off the Waverly Nebraska exit and all of the sudden floods of tears come streaming down my face, I'm about to tell my mother she's going to be a grandmother, again. Boy does my mom LOVE being a grandmother, she was born to do it I tell you. For a woman who spent her young adult life raising two daughters, she's got the grandma thing down.
I can remember numerous road trips the three of us took and mom spent her time telling my sister and I about all the sexually transmitted diseases and all the garbage that happens once you start having sex. She used to say, "herpes is for life, just remember that and BE SAFE." She also put the fertile fear of God in my head, I was sure I would have 7 kids because I deserved punishment for breaking her heart so many times. Don't get me wrong, my mom knew we would find amazing husbands she just wanted us to find them at 25 instead of 15.
Here it is 2008 both of her daughters have college educations and husband's that love them unconditionally. I am going to take this minute to say I love my husband with all my heart. He is my best friend, he makes me laugh and he doesn't let me get away with any of the crap I like to pull. He is patient and calm and I have no idea how he puts up with me daily. Again, back to the trip...
So I get to my mom's house and it's her and I. I figure this is my chance, so she says, "Oh let me get in the shower I have been working on charts all morning." I tell her, "wait I want to show you the gift I made for Hoken..." so I go and get it. My mom reads the shirt and says, oh it's cute Lori. I tell her to read it one more time, then I see the look...
You? She says, me I tell her. Then I point out the VERY BEST PART, twice it says :)She is speechless and we are crying and this is everything I imagined it would be. Oh geez now we have to go to Target, the store and find baby things before Lindsay and the boys get there...
Here is the best part, my mom was randomly telling strangers in Lincoln, NE she is about to be the grandmother to twins. We are standing in line at Target getting ready to pay for our things, including my very first maternity tops and she tells the poor woman standing behind us in line. The woman smiles so big and says, "well I am a mother to twins a boy and a girl. Just so you know everyone says it's the hardest thing to do have two newborns at once. What they don't know, it's magical and you are one of the luckiest women on earth. I wouldn't do it any other way, my twins are 7 now and I thank heaven for them everyday." she was fantastic and I think you could see my smile all the way the way in Iowa that night.
We run to our first Hy Vee visit and the sweet girls are scanning our groceries and putting them in the eco-friendly green bags that are just fantastic. The checkout girl looks at the two of us and says,"are you guys sisters?" I have to tell you, it's a much bigger compliment to me than to my mother who is STUNNING without even trying. So I have to say someone can ask me that every day of my life and I would be perfectly okay with it, especially being nauseous and having excess progesterone flowing through my body....
We continue on to Hy-Vee and my mom again is telling the poor teenager scanning our groceries...I'm going to be a grandmother to twins!!! The poor guy says, "well hope for two boys or two girls, I'm a twin and I have a sister and it stinks!!" He was adorable, I'm guessing he wanted a brother, but he was so cute anyway. Either way, two people we talked to both had twins and both had a boy and a girl, hmm? I don't care either way, I get TWO BABIES!!!
Okay I will write about telling my sister in a bit, that one will get me all emotional and I can't have that right now :)
Thursday, November 13, 2008
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