EVERYONE knows I am a twin mum because it’s all I talk about! Day in day out. I love it, I wouldn’t have it any other way and I count myself incredibly lucky after years of Trying To Conceive when the big 4-0 had already come and gone – no mean feat in itself but to find out we were expecting twins was possibly one of the most magical moments in my life and one I shall never forget.
So forgive me if I indulge now as this weekend, on Sunday to be exact, the girls will be three which makes this time 3 years ago I looked like this
Photo removed until I get a better one!
Did I hear you groan? Yes, you’re right it’s massively courageous of me to post a nude photo of myself, it’s not quite Demi Moore (damn lighting problems and you can’t get the make up artists these days) but I have checked and rechecked and I can’t see any naughty bits. I see a massive bump and my eyes giving away the strain my body was under during those last few weeks as I waited for a due date that never seemed any closer.
On my 37 week visit to the consultant I had a melt down, I told her I really didn’t think I could go one day further. I wasn’t exaggerating. I was exhausted, my legs were swollen all the time, I had heartburn, I couldn’t sleep properly and overall I’d had enough and it’s never good when I’ve had enough of something as I want it OVER and NOW.
She listened, intelligent woman that Mrs Singh, and she booked me in for an induction the following week but she said I was more likely to come in naturally beforehand as she couldn’t see me making it that far.
You wanna bet?
Two days of induction, three pessaries later I was in the delivery room having all the right contractions but do you think these two had any intention of joining us? Hell no, they were tucked up so high inside neither of them could descend towards the birth canal.
C-section was declared and in a whir of organisation I was trollied off to the operation theatre and the girls came into the world whether they liked it or not. Daddy almost feinted at the thought of me being cut open and hid behind the sheet acting as a barrier with me but I’m not allowed to tell anyone and he will deny it till the cows come home so don’t bother asking him – got it?
On retrospect, because it’s so easy to look back, I wish I had waited for a natural delivery to occur on it’s own. They were both head down, I’d have had an audience of about 30 people as I gave birth, quite the norm with twin births – it could have been my claim to fame! But jokes aside I wouldn’t have had to stay in hospital with drips, and wounds and major abdominal surgery to contend with.
I have found my pregnancy diary and started to work on it, I hope to be posting it for free download as soon as possible but lets get the girls 3rd birthday party over and done with first and to start with I’m going to have to cancel their Peppa Pig bouncy castle as we’re forecast torrential-all-day-non-stop-big rain tomorrow. :(