Gender Reveal Party

Chris and I found out early Wednesday morning the gender of our two lovely babies.

The Dr. would point out different parts - arms, heart, etc., and then type the part for us to see on the screen.

After showing us the femur, he typed in "I'm a Boy."

I was fully expecting to see the word "femur" on the screen so it took my mind a good 10 minutes to adjust to the sentence I was reading.

When it did adjust I looked over at Chris who was already looking at me and grinning ear to ear.

Chris and I shared one of the biggest smiles we've ever shared.

It was similar to the private smiles we shared right after getting married.

We managed to keep the secret from everyone for about 10 hours.

I did this by not talking on the phone to anyone!

Since we wanted to tell our close family in person, we opted to have everyone over for some pizza and cupcakes.





We made sure to balance any pink items with blue items so as not to arouse any suspicions.





All that thought the babies would be boys wore blue, and those that thought the babies would be girls wore pink.





The cupcakes served as our announcement medium.

One bite in and you knew!



Proud Parents to be of Identical Twin Boys



It's still all very surreal, exciting, emotional and just plain indescribable.

It's Official

We have visual confirmation that the identical Wehkamp twins are boys!

Lock up your unborn daughters.

Anticipation

It's 1:23 CST.

I'm fixing connection errors at my desk in the soon-to-be nursery, waiting to hear back from another IT guy on the west coast who's pulling an on-call shift tonight like me.

I can't stop thinking about what I might find out when the sun comes up. I think it's sinking in that I'm going to be a father of little humans.

We have our first shot at finding out which flavors of humans we're getting, boys or girls, in six and a half hours. I'm really hoping the ultrasound shows us something conclusive.

Honestly, the tech could tell me anything at all for all I can make out in the ultrasounds I've seen. They look like the amateur grainy videos of aliens you see in the UFO shows on tv where it could be an extraterrestrial or it could be a cloud of swamp gas.

On the show they bring out a 'UFO Expert' who motions to the top of the cloud with a laser pointer and says, "There you can see the alien's head."

At least the ultrasound tech doesn't use a laser pointer.

There are a lot of things that come along with this waiting process. A lot of confusing stuff inside that I think I'm only allowing myself glimpses of.

I've started to try to imagine how they'll look. I've started to picture myself holding them. I'm very slowly wrapping my head around it. Slow motion osmosis that this is really happening in reality, in actuality, in real-time.

It is a confusing cocktail of feelings.

And there's west coast IT calling on the phone and saving me from trying to flesh that last sentence out.

The Hour Long Vacation

Because that's about how much time we spent relaxing this Memorial Day weekend.

Since buying a house both Chris and I started working a total of about 8 full-time jobs.

My jobs are:
-teacher
-photographer
-baby oven
-homeowner

Chris's jobs are:
-IT
-IT on-call
-homeowner
-caretaker of baby oven (this can often be the biggest job)

It's so far beyond multi-tasking at this point - it's like simultaneously standing on your head while baking brownies and dictating your autobiography.

I'm so tired, and so turned around right now that I can only present to you a photo diary of this last weekend.

I didn't come close to taking a picture of everything that transpired - I was literally moving too fast.

Here's where we were starting from.

Which of these things is not like the other?
Mayhaps the weed whacker and the microwave don't belong in the living room? Hmmmm...(and yes, we do listen to 90's pop while we work. When we're not listening to dance electronica.)



Mess cleared.



Time to hang some window treatments.



No sew hem = genius. (Yes, the 90's are still jammin').



By Sunday at 1 pm Chris has already mowed and edged the lawn, I'd laid out the area rug and re-arranged the furniture, we'd churched, ate, ran by the old apartment, and bought a king-sized mattress.

Are you dizzy? Cause we sure were.

But did we stop? No.

Returned some paint to Home Depot, exchanged keys that didn't work, and rented a truck to go run our IKEA errand.

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A few things to note before moving on:

1. You did hear laughter in the video right? Lest you get the idea we've lost our sense of humor about any of this...

2. We hauled butt to try and make the 75 minute $19.95 time frame. All the way from Plano to Frisco, huge purchase at IKEA, unload at house, gas fill-up, and back to Plano Home Depot - we were sweating and parched and sore and...4 minutes over the allotted 75. Boo.

When Chris returned the vehicle he asked if we made the 75 minute time frame. Santa looked at our "account" and said "well, I didn't even note what time you left so we'll say sure."

When all was said and done, I needed a snow cone.

East Plano did not disappoint.

It was the first snow cone I've had this season and only the first of many.

And a drive-thru no less!

Nailed it.

But we were done then? Still no!

Time to unwrap all our IKEA goodies.



This house and baby-making thing is a lot of work. But it's also fun. And funny.

And now I'm so tired that I'm out of words.

Stay tuned for a finished living room and baby genders!