My twin pregnancy was far from textbook. It didn’t follow any of the rules. It was a scary time but it brought me my two precious baby boys. It’s taken me a while to get here but now I want to remember and share the turbulent journey that we’ve been on. This is the first in a four part series about my twin pregnancy.
18th November 2014
I’d been counting down the days until the ‘big’ scan – I was finally lying on the hospital trolley in a warm, dimly lit room, my huge bump covered in cold jelly and the sonographer doing her thing. She asked if we’d like to know the sex and we declined – we fancied a surprise at the end of all the pushing. After another 20 minutes of scanning, the sonographer casually dropped a bombshell with “…and there’s the other pair of legs…” We were expecting identical twins.
I was 21 weeks pregnant, this was my fourth ultrasound (due to a few complications) and up to that point three different doctors had ‘missed’ one of my babies!! I sat up as quickly as my beached whale body allowed and expressed my extreme shock in a rather incoherent panicked way. The next few minutes are a bit of a blur of excitement and pure terror- I remember a midwife ushering my husband into a seat as she told me she “didn’t want to be scraping him off the floor.” His face was ashen.
Once the initial panic dissipated, we were so excited. There was a lot of whooping and congratulating down the phone from our family and friends. Our twin adventure had begun.
This explained why I had been so rubbish at being pregnant. I’d had all these really romantic notions about what it would be like to be pregnant – blooming and beautiful and all that nonsense. This was not the case for me. I was a mess. I felt normal for all of about 2 weeks after the crazy, wonderful white stick blue line moment. Then it was just awful. I have never experienced anything like the bone crushing tiredness I felt. I was coming home from work and getting into bed at 7pm! This was not helped by the fact that I couldn’t stomach my favourite friend – coffee. I missed my daily nespresso hit. I’m a little bit embarrassed to admit that I was genuinely worried that I’d never like coffee again!
Everything made me feel sick. I was very rarely actually sick but I had pretty much constant nausea for 4 months. I’m sure every single one of my work colleagues knew I was pregnant well before any announcement. The only way I could keep the waves at nausea at bay was to munch on dry crackers and ryvita pretty constantly! Not particularly normal behaviour in the office. I was never very convinced that baby brain was a ‘thing’ – just sounds like a bit of an excuse for laziness (ha!). I had extreme baby brain – it was like all my brain cells went into hibernate mode. Seven months later and I’m not entirely sure that the majority of them have woken up!
Then there was the evil SPD. You produce a hormone when you are pregnant that helps to relax your muscle ligaments to aid with the birthing process. With SPD too much of this hormone makes your pelvis loosen and misalign, causing a lot of pelvic pain. By 19 weeks I was really struggling to walk – I had a brace and some crutches thanks to my lovely physio. But even a few steps was hard work. I was struggling into the office in a brace and looking like I had advanced arthritis. I was not a poster girl for pregnancy.
To top it all off, everyone that I’d ever knew that had been pregnant had sailed through – making it all look so easy and not really having a massive impact on their day to day life for 9 months. They all looked gorgeous with perfect little round bumps, glowing cheeks and shiny hair.I was convinced I must be doing something wrong.
So when I found out we were having twins I felt vindicated. I’m not totally useless at pregnancy per se. I am however utterly rubbish at the process of growing twins. Although I have to say, the final results were pretty flipping gorgeous.
Ps. If at all possible, I’d recommend growing one baby at a time!
PPs. I’m not convinced that I’ll ever test out the above theory with another pregnancy!
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