Delivery Dilemma

“You’re blood pressure is slightly elevated.  We are going to move the c-section to today.  Are you prepared?” the doctor asks.

“You bet.  Get these babies out of me already, “ I respond.

On the drive to the hospital I am ecstatic.  All I think about is being 70 pounds lighter.  I would be able to switch sides when sleeping, wear my skinny jeans and walk like a normal person instead of a duck.  I would be able to do aerobics and be rid of all these aches and pains.  My body would be all mine instead of a host for two alien organisms. 

Wait a second.  What am I about to do?  Oh yeah, that’s right. Give birth.  Okay, I could get used to walking like a duck and maternity clothes are actually pretty fashionable these days.  I think we need to turn this car around and go straight back to the house.  Who am I kidding? Me, a mom, of twins?  I don’t think so.  I also don’t deal very well with pain, so the whole surgery thing is something I can do without.  Ouch. Baby 1 gave me a hard kick.  He obviously disagrees with my idea of being pregnant indefinitely. 

I am curious to see what they look like.  I have only seen vague ultrasound images.  I wonder what color their eyes and hair are.  Will they look alike?  Will they be friends?  There is only one way to find out.  I am going to endure a great deal of pain and undergo major life changes.   I am going to put aside my fears and march myself into the hospital.

“Are you ready?” my husband asks.

“Let’s go before I change my mind.” I respond.