A dream come true...

July 2011 was month like none of the rest.  We had our 4th IUI and had increased our medicine this time.  My insurance only pays for 8 IUIs and we didn't want to "waste" all of them on one pregnancy.  Looking back now, we would be happy to have used them all up just to have kept our girls.  At our last check before the IUI we found out that I had 15 eggs!!!  Only 8 were on my good side, but we knew that our chances were greatly increased this time.  I prayed that our eggs would take and my husband prayed that no more than two would take.  I took off the day of the pregnancy test and decided to stay around town to spend some time with a friend that lived there.  I started spotting that morning and was sure that I was going to start my period.  I almost didn't go in for the test.  I even told my friend at lunch that I was sure there was no way I could be pregnant because of the amount I was spotting.  A few minutes later, as we walked around a bookstore, the nurse called with the news.  I was pregnant.  Not only was I pregnant, but my number was so high that it indicated that I could be carrying multiples.  I expressed my concern about the spotting and she told me to come in the next day.  They don't usually do an ultrasound for a few weeks, but since I was spotting they decided to go ahead.  I will never forget seeing those two sacs the next day.  The most beautiful little things I had ever seen.  For the next few weeks I would spot off and on.  They were sure it was just from having twins, but I was put on early bedrest just in case.  I came off of bedrest after a week and never spotted again.  I took my Heparin shots twice a day and made sure I took every vitamin or pill that they said to take.  The rest of the pregnancy was a dream.  I couldn't eat meat the first trimester, but only threw up three times.  I began growing and as soon as we ended the first trimester, we began to let ourselves believe we were going to bring our babies home.  We bought and put together furniture and as soon as we found out that we were having girls, I ordered the bedding.  I quickly had a plan for the nursery and began projects for personal things I wanted to make for the girls.  We were doing so well that we went from appointments every 2 weeks to appointments every 3 weeks.  We celebrated and cherished all of the "little" moments.  How fast I began to grow, feeling the girls flutter and those first big kicks were all things that I will never forget.  We approached the 20 week scan and finally let ourselves fully believe that we would one day be bringing Ava "Claire" and Sophia Anne home.  This is where our dream became a nightmare.