20 weeks. Today, I've been pregnant for exactly five months. I find out the gender today.
As Zayn and I walk in I become more nervous with every step I take. We finally get into the doctors and I grab some paperwork to fill out. When I'm done the nurse comes out to get me. As Zayn and I walk back the nurse explains what she'll be checking for.
I lay back on the table and she rubs jelly on my stomach. Then she holds the tool on my stomach and tells us the heart rate, and if they're ok. All I want to know is the genders. She finally stops and says "oh look right there."
I look and it does look kind of weird. "What is it?" I say.
"We'll it looks like you'll be having one girl and one boy."
I look at Zayn ecstatic. I wanted a girl to dress up and play dolls with and he wanted a boy to play sports with and watch football together. It's the best possible outcome of the twins. I kiss Zayn ad he smiles at me. Our two little miracles. Jasmine Marie and Harley James. Our accidental miracles.