As I sat on the couch, cradling my growing belly, I couldn't believe my eyes. The ultrasound technician was flashing a smile, and my mind was reeling. \You're having... ten babies?\ I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. The technician nodded enthusiastically, and I felt my world tilt. I thought back to the surprise shopping spree with my husband, where we joked about buying diapers by the dozen. Little did we know, that was just the beginning. Our tiny household was about to become a chaotic, lovable circus. As I pondered the logistics of raising a miniature football team, my husband burst into the room, beaming with excitement. \We're going to need a bigger house!\ he exclaimed. I just shook my head, laughing. Nine more months to go, and our lives would never be the same.