“Nathan proposed to me. I said yes.”
For the first time since hearing about the pregnancy, I allowed myself to think that maybe everything really would be okay.
Then, a short time later, Rose had an ultrasound appointment.
I went with her because Nathan had to work.
I remember sitting beside her, nervous but excited, when the doctor looked at the screen and smiled.
“Well,” she said, “it looks like you’re going to need two of everything.”
Rose stared at her.
“What do you mean?”
The doctor smiled again.
“Twins.”
Rose immediately covered her mouth with both hands.
I started crying.
Not because I was sad.
Because suddenly everything felt twice as real.
Two babies.
Two cribs.
Two tiny lives.
Two grandchildren.
When Nathan found out, he was shocked for a few seconds.
Then he laughed, hugged Rose and said:
“I guess I need to work twice as hard now.”
