5K

      "Is this your first ultrasound? Well then I have a surprise for you!" These words from my ultrasound technician were not what I was expecting in the least and will forever be the beginning of the story of the twins.

     I still have a hard time believing our family is going from a family of 3 to 5 in a matter of a few months. My husband came up with the nickname 5K for our family. I liked the name for many reasons, but one being one of the last big things I did before getting pregnant with Emery was run my first 5k race with Special Kids. I'm not an avid runner, so training for a 5k was difficult for me and I spent many runs wondering how I was ever going to build up enough endurance to do a whole 5k (for you avid runners, I know this sounds silly, but for a girl who could barely run a mile it seemed like a lot at the time). One thing that doing a 5k taught me is that I could do more and push myself further than I thought I could go. That is what this miracle of having twins feels like right now. Like I'm being pushed beyond my limits. What if I can't handle 3 kids 2 and under? What if I'm not a good enough mommy? How will this change things financially with me being a SAHM?

     Luckily, I have a wonderful husband and a few good friends and family members who support me. They remind me how strong I am. They remind me that God gave us these precious children for a reason and that He knows that I will be the best mommy for them. And when I feel completely scared and overwhelmed they remind me that God never gives us more than we can handle. So in the end, I know that I will step up to the challenge and discover that the limits I thought I had were only fears that held me back.