Today I had my fourth ultrasound (one of the few perks of being an "infertile" is having a lot of ultrasounds from the very beginning). They did genetic testing. Everything looked good on the ultrasound. The twins looked like they were sleeping in bunk bed hammocks. One sac on top of the other. It was kind of adorable. I will post pictures if/when I set up our new printer/scanner. They were able to see the four chambers of their hearts, even though it's really early (the nurse said it's because I'm so thin which immediately made me love her). I saw their arms waving, their feet sticking up in the air, and their little brains. Dan gave me strict instructions because of several vague text messages sent in the past, to send him a text message giving him a report of what I saw and then the words, "this is good" or "this is bad." Last time I sent him a text saying I was anemic, he thought I was going to die and the time before that, when I compared the sound of the heartbeats on the doppler to "a hundred galloping horses," he thought something was terribly wrong.
So, "this is good."