When the doctor told me that I was having twins I thought to myself; “Twins? Who? What? When? Where? Why?” I cried like a baby the moment I found out because I was a single mother and the father of my then only son, and now twins are not in our lives. He was incarcerated when I found out that I was pregnant which made him believe that they weren’t his. He was incarcerated without a bail and was facing some time, 3 - 5 years to be exact. I knew that the twins were his because I knew who I had been with but I didn’t push the issue until I birthed them because he was incarcerated. I told him that we would get paternity test to prove that they were his when they were born. I was so emotional and had cried a river and the …show more content…
I went to my mother’s house to pick up my son when I got there I just picked him up as he rushed towards the door to greet me in his walker and that beautiful smile which just melts my heart. I held him so tight and tears were rolling down my face. My mom had come into the living room and I just shouted out, “I’m having twins”. She was so happy for me but when she looked into my face and saw all the hurt, and the pain that I had in my eyes, all she could do was hug me as I was still hugging my son she wrapped her arms around both of us and assured me that everything was going to be alright. She already knew the situation that I was …show more content…
My family and friends had gave me a wonderful baby shower when I was 7 ½ months because my doctor told me that I wouldn’t make it to full term. I had my baby shower at the beginning of October of 2003. I had received so many great gifts and they had everything that they needed and then some. Put it this way, I didn’t have to worry about buying anything for a while. My last doctor’s visit they ended up sending me straight to the hospital which was November 3, 2003 to deliver because my blood pressure had kept going up. I wasn’t due until that December. I was 36 weeks when I delivered, a week away from being full term. They induced my labor which was by far the most painful experience that I’ve ever encountered. The pain was so intense that they had to give me the epidural early. In the middle of the doctor administering my epidural my water had broken in the middle of them putting the needle in my back. They told me not to move but it was so hard not to. I screamed to the top of lungs to keep me from moving. Once they finished and the medicine working, I was so relieved. My family and some friends came to be my support system. I was very grateful for them being there with