And Baby Makes Three

What is it with widespread fallacies about the origin, the genetics, the likelihood of having twins? It seems everyone we meet is an expert. In the last three years, we have heard strange biology lectures from the unlikeliest of folks, mostly strangers, upon noticing our dynamic duo. And repeats, too. Some of my personal favorites:

"Did you know that (identical/fraternal) twins run on the (mom's/dad's mother's father's/father's mother's) side?"
"Did you know that twins on the (father's/mother's mother's father's/father's mother's) side skip a generation?"
And lately:
"Did you know that if you've already had twins, you are more likely to have them again?"

We can conclude that all of the above information, true or untrue, comes with the territory. The only solid information we could weasel out of experts is that 1-there does seem to be a genetic component to twins and 2-There is 1% chance of conceiving twins naturally. The rest is can be summed up with my handy dictionary:

urban legend
noun
a humorous or horrific story or piece of information circulated as though true, esp. one purporting to involve someone vaguely related or known to the teller

But one rainy day last month when I suddenly decided I could not tolerate the color orange and everything I ate came right back up, I knew we would see two lines but would we see two babies? More than two babies? What if all of these urban legends combined and we suddenly became parents to eight children in just two pregnancies? I will spare the next few miles of that train of thought, except that to say we would like to announce our new addition, currently and appropriately named "singleton." And even though the only thing we know about singleton is that he/she loves peaches, hates waffles, and doesn't feel the need to come equipped with a built-in best friend, we couldn't be more ecstatic to welcome this little one to our family. Because as it turns out, they don't know it yet, but we've got a couple of little best friends waiting for you here.