The boys will be here in eight days. Holy crap. It's still hard for me to wrap my head around the idea of having twins. Sometimes Emily and I will look at each other out of nowhere and simultaneously say "two babies" and shake our heads. How do you get ready for one baby, let alone two?
When we first found out we were pregnant, we bought a CD called "Preparing Fido," a collection of baby sounds meant to get our chihuahua, Vegas, used to living with two screaming newborns. The CD should have been called "Scare the Heck Out of Expectant Parents" instead. As soon as I put it on for the first time, Emily said "Oh my God, turn it off, turn it off!" And this was the sound of just one baby! The thought of these crying noises amplified by two was too much for us to bear. We never played the CD again. Vegas will have to be just as blindsided by the new arrivals as we'll be.