Friday, July 9
There we sat our family of three waiting to see if our baby was going to be alright.
Our appointment time had come and gone. It was doing nothing for our nerves, even hubby was getting nervous and our little 1 year old babe was picking up on it and getting twitchy. She wanted OUT of her pram.
Finally we were called in. I got onto the ultrasound table half with dread, half with excitement. Only 8 months ago we were in this same place, only to find our baby had not formed. I begged internally for this not to have the same outcome.
Warm gel goes on, Hubby is wrangling with child who wants to be with Mummy. Probe goes on tummy.
Nothing. Can't see anything. My heart drops, I start gulping sadness.
Probe moves down the pelvis. Two round blobs. Relief, I remember this, a head and an abdomen. Phew.
Hang on a minute. That's not a head and an abdomen. That's two rib cages coming off two blobs which seems to be two head..which... oh...my....god....!
The oh my god leaps out of my mouth.
The technician says 'did you not know you were having TWINS'.
Hubby who has been distracted by our babe in the pram looks up at the screen.
No. We didn't. The ultrasound we had three weeks ago where they told us our BABY had a heartbeat was fine. The same ultrasound we asked them to check for twins specifically because we had a history of twins in the family AND my HCG levels were a bit on the high side AND hell, I was in my 30's.
No we didn't know.
Now I felt bad that I banned myself from the fridge, which I had frequented almost as much as the toilet. I thought I eaten way too much as I could feel the bulge in my tummy already.
Now everything made sense.
That was five years ago today. Five years ago we became a family of five.
Still feels like yesterday.
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