Drumrollllllllll....and they are???

    The day finally came.  The day where we would find out what our beautiful, healthy babies were.  What we will call them, monogram on their clothes, put on their birth certificate, and the names they will put on their job applications. Pink or blue? Boys or girls? I wasn't antsy the day of the scan or even yesterday but today, I was about to jump out of my skin!  I kept texting Mason "7 more hours" or "5 more hours" and the day moved at a snail's pace.  But finally, we were showered, dressed, and headed to Justin and Melissa's. I even had on makeup and a new maternity shirt that had just come in from Old Navy this very afternoon.  I was wearing blue because I have felt for weeks that it was boys after a rather, ummmmmm, interesting dream where the word testicles just kept appearing over and over.  I know, nice right.  We got to Justin and Melissa's and it was AH-MAZINGLY beautiful.

 

 

Cake, Cake Pops, Cupcakes and Punch!!!

 

 

     We had a photographer there so we will have more/better pictures soon but most everyone came wearing the color they thought the twins were. Pink was two girls, blue was two boys and yellow was one of each.  Lets just say the one of each crowd was the biggest.  I was the ONLY person who thought two boys and very few people thought it was 2 girls either.  We had decided to do a group balloon pop since it was daylight savings time and too dark to do any kind of balloon release in the backyard.  Melissa got black and gold balloons to go with her gold theme and we discussed putting the genders in two balloons with colored confetti.  However, she ran into a problem.  The confetti balloons were too heavy...they didn't float!!!  I wanted our moms to be the ones to pop the balloons with the confetti but we had to warn them prior to hold them carefully so people wouldn't be the wiser.  It was finally time, everyone had a balloon and a pin and we were all circled around ready to pop on 3. 1 - 2 - 3 POP!!!  My eyes were glued to mom and Pam and there it was PINK confetti and BLUE confetti!! I felt the tears well up and I just hugged and hugged Mason.  The next few minutes are a blur and I can't wait to see the pictures so I can fill in the gaps.  We announced their names...Owen Michael after his daddy and grandpa and McKenna Grace (because mommy likes it).  We cut the cake, passed out cupcakes and drank pink and blue punch.  And we knew! We knew who they were and what we were having and it finally made this all seem so real.  I didn't sleep thinking and dreaming and wondering what it will be like.  Ballet lessons, girl scouts, baseball, soccer, and campouts...we truly get to experience the best of both worlds and I cannot believe I am going to be a mom to a girl AND a boy! And more importantly, I get to watch Mason with his son and his daughter.  His son who he can teach things to and show how to be a man and is daughter who he can dance with and show her how men should treat women.  We are so very blessed...

  Next on the agenda, we have carpet being installed in the kids room next weekend and we are painting this weekend.  The dogs are very confused because they no longer have a "dog room" to themselves, they are now sharing my office with me. 

 

 

Before - Their own room

 

 

After -- sharing an office with me!

 

  After paint and carpet go in we have another OB and scan appointment on December 5th and I will be about 21 weeks along.  Before then we get to have Thanksgiving and a much needed week off from work. It will be the first year Mason will be off the same time as me so I am looking forward to some relaxing and just being together.  We continue to pray for an uneventful pregnancy and healthy, chunky babies!!  Pray for us!!