After leaving the doctor's office, Brad and I headed out to get some lunch downtown, which has become a "tradition" for us. We were not intending to spread the news of our pregnancy yet, but after talking and talking about it at lunch we decided to go ahead and let our parents in on the secret. So, we planned out a dinner at our house with both sets of parents. To surprise them, we ordered a cake from Publix announcing the babies were coming in the summer. At this time, our due date was August 24, 2013. We called up our parents and invited them over for a dinner at our house. We pretty frequently did this anyway, so we were sure they would think nothing of it. Upon arriving back at home, we scurried around cleaning and grocery shopping, making sure everything would be perfect for this special dinner. Dinner time rolled around and our parents were arriving. Brad and I were so giddy and anxious, I'm surprised none of them were curious what was going on. We all socialized during dinner about work and the dogs and everyday ordeals. I don't think I really paid much attention to the conversation to be honest with you. I just kept thinking about the cake in the fridge and seeing their reactions once they saw it.
Once dinner was complete, Brad announced we had a dessert for them, but unlike other dinners we just didn't have time to make it ourselves. He pulled the cake out of the fridge and placed it on the table. I sat nervously in my chair waiting to see who noticed first that the cake said "ALSUP BABIES" on it. Someone asked at first, "Who's birthday is it??" Then, both our moms let out screams of joy at the same time. They were crying and laughing and jumping up and down all at the same time. I think they felt as much relief as we did about finding out about this pregnancy, as they walked each step with us in the grueling process of trying to get pregnant. They prayed every day and cried each tear with us along the way. This was the moment I had waited for...to see the smiles and tears of happiness instead of sadness on our mothers' faces. Finally, we could give something back to them after all the love and support they had given us.
While all the cheering was going on, my father, ever the perfectionist (hmmm...maybe that's where I get that from) was quietly heard in the background saying "Alsup babies?!?!?" Bingo! He was who I had figured would pick up on that first :) Our moms turned around in complete surprise. Everyone had to read the cake again. "Is that a mess up on the cake maker's part?" "No, It's true. We are going to have TWINS!!" Brad and I announced. Again, there was much crying and cheering for joy. Of course the ultrasound pictures came out next and we all rejoiced over those two tiny little babies in the pictures. The challenge for our parents was that they had to keep quiet about this for a few more weeks, as we weren't planning to tell others until 12 weeks or so. Of course they didn't like this...they were ready to go out and scream it to the whole world!
Finally, we knew we had to end this great night, but not without a few more hugs all around. After our family left, Brad and I knew we would never get to sleep that night. So, we sat up and talked and talked about these two little babies we were going to be responsible for the rest of our lives. I so enjoy nights like this when we can talk and talk for hours about what we think they will be like or what we want them to experience in life. This has created an even deeper connection between the two of us in our marriage.
My ultimate goals in raising these two precious babies is to let them know each and every day how much they were wanted and how much they were fought for. I want them to know that God has big plans for them and brought them into this world for a purpose. Lastly, I want them to know without a doubt that they have so many people in this world who prayed for their existence and most importantly, that these people love them dearly. 
This is a picture we took of our surprise cake we had made for our parents:)
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