When my wife went in to the hospital to get the official confirmation that we were indeed 10 weeks pregnant, I didn’t give it too much thought. Yes, I wanted to go and see the ultrasound, but Reina was home with an ear infection, so I missed the bump’s first photograph.
Before Savvy came home, I asked Reina a few questions about her new sibling.
“So what do you think the baby is going to be?” I asked.
“I want to have two baby sisters,” she replied.
I laughed and said, “You know you don’t get to choose, right?”
“Why?” she asked in a long drawn out voice.
“We just get what we get.” I answered (we’ve gone over the biology before).
“I know, Baba, but I usually get what I want,” she added with finality.
Before I had time to ponder how deeply I should read into this pronouncement, Savvy arrived at our door with definitive proof in hand. There, in black and white, was our baby’s first photograph. And I couldn’t help noticing with surprise that our baby was already having a sleepover.
I showed the photo to Reina and asked her what she saw. “Eyes?” she asked. Then I pointed out the baby on the left side of the image, it’s head and body and asked her how many babies she saw in the picture. “Two,” she replied. “What does that mean?” I asked. “Twins!” she pronounced in excitement and she ran to give her mama a hug. It was a priceless moment. And while soaking in the joy and shock of the new twist our family is embarking on, I noticed Reina looking at me from over Savvy’s shoulder and smiling as if to say, I told you so.
Photo by Christopher Lay
