What a day yesterday.

I left work, knowing that my wife was going for an ultrasound. An unexpected pregnancy was suspected by the midwives as being “molar” which means it could just be a bunch of undifferentiated cells reproducing a baby-like rates. They’re bad because they can be cancerous. Think D&C, then chemotherapy, and you get the state of mind my wife and I were in.

At the same time, just before I left, the biggest single sale I have ever made at work called… to cancel. He said it was because his car had been totalled by a garage who was supposed to repair it. I actually believe him, as his was the most airtight sale I have ever made – he even had his wife approve the sale with him explaining it to her before we closed it. Anyway, he expects to have his finances re-sorted in a month or so and expects to do it then.

Two punches.

I went home with a pretty heavy heart. I wait for my wife to come home from the ultrasound. She says they had to check twice – there was something odd.

But they figured out what it was.

Twins.

I could be upset, shocked, unnerved, fearful, desperate, any number of things right now. We hadn’t closed the door to another child, but we didn’t expect two at once! I certainly have no idea how in the biggest recession to hit real estate since 1929, I am going to make ends meet with my job, which sells software to realtors. But God’s got to have a plan, because I sure don’t. And I am so curious to see what it is.

(Crossposted to Confessions of a Shiftless Mind)