Happy Due Date!

Today is my due date. The day that popped up on the little due date calculators right after those lines popped up on the pregnancy test. And so began the expectations...

I expected that I would have one baby. I thought the number of our offspring would go from two to three. I didn't expect to get pregnant with twins and double our kids.

I expected that I would be having this one child around now- late March, maybe even early April. Instead of laboring today, I took my 6 week old babies to my OB for my postpartum check up.

I expected that this would be a complication-free pregnancy and delivery just like my other two. I never expected to have a major complication that required in-utero surgery or be admitted to the hospital before delivering.

I expected to spontaneously go into labor. I had gone into labor twice before and I was confident my body would do it again when the time was right. Unfortunately, my placenta had other plans.

I never thought I'd have to have a C-section. And I didn't. Whew. One expectation I didn't have to change.

I never expected to have preemies, to go home without my babies. Empty arms were one of the toughest trials I've ever been through.

So the last few months, my life has been all about changing my expectations. Some expectations I wasn't even aware that I had. Its a hard thing- adjusting expectations. But necessary to thrive in life I think. And now I expect that I will not sleep more than 2.5 hours straight tonight.