1. That everything would be OK.
I was terrified when I learned we were having twins. Truth be told, I even regretted it. I was afraid of what it would do to my body, my marriage, my son, my family. Later, I would do everything I could to protect it and make it to term (including quitting working out!).
Zach, my four-year-old, is excited about all the fun times to come as his baby brothers grow. His baby brothers can't grow fast enough, in his opinion.
And the hubs and I have grown closer even as our alone time becomes almost non-existent. Having twins requires teamwork, putting marriage to the true test. We need each other more than ever and a healthy sense of humour pulls us through. We still wake up mornings and smile in disbelief: “Twins." We survived. We’re surviving. And we’re doing it together.