It seems like yesterday – I was sitting in the bathroom with a pee-stick in my hand thinking: “That can’t be right…” I didn’t feel any different, I didn’t feel pregnant. But there it was, the two pink lines telling me that I had indeed become an incubator. Jon was not entirely convinced by the evidence on the pee-stick, but a visit to a GP and not long after a gynaecologist left us without doubt.
We did our first scan very early on, which can be both frustrating and amazing. Our first scan was literally at 3 weeks – but even after that scanned confirmation I didn’t feel “pregnant”.
My friends will tell you that this is something I have wanted for a very long time. There have been days when I raged about women around me that had been blessed with a pregnancy, predominantly feeling “when will I be there”. And while it sounds like a selfish sentiment (and it probably is) it really does come from a good place.
The first 12 weeks (3 months) of pregnancy is fraught with potential troubles – or so the Internet tells me. Women feel like hell, almost anything can happen with the baby and all sorts of other horror stories that people love to share in the Web. So when I started spotting two weeks after my first scan I panicked. Everyone told me it was normal. But to me it was a nightmare – every possible “what if” scenario went through my mind. Plus, there has been enough sadness in my family this year.
So I made an early morning appointment to see my doctor. He did an ultra sound to see what was happening and watching the screen on that morning was like someone took all the air from my lungs. My first thought was “hang on a minute….”. Doctor did a second scan before making the announcement I already knew to be true – “You are having twins”.
It’s hard to miss.
So began our twin journey – that was week five.
And each time I visit the doctor, some new wonder is shown to me that makes the next day at the office a complete write-off. Week 3 – you are pregnant. Week 5 – you are having twins. Week 6 – the twins are growing well and developing equally (and so tiny) less than 1cm. Week 7 – Two strong heartbeats (see what Jon had to say about 7 weeks).
After the first few weeks, doctor was so satisfied that everything was going well with the pregnancy that he told us to go ahead and make our announcements, and we no longer had to go for weekly scans. Now we are down to monthly scans to check the progress.
Its both a relief, and a little bit of a disappointment, because I want to see them every week and chart the changes they go through during the pregnancy. But that is impossible.
Yesterday, we had our 11 week scan, and yet another miracle happened. While we were trying to get important information about the twins (things that would rule out down syndrome – which does not seem to have affected our twins) we had one twin doing cartwheels in its sac. Doc eventually got a quiet moment and took some really great image (including one of them doing back flips).
The twins are now roughly 4.5cm long and growing equally. One is about a millimeter smaller than the other, but they both look like little people. Just one more week and we will have hit the 3 week mark – hopefully leaving all the scary possibilities behind.
Over the next few months, Jon and I will detail what we have learned about twin pregnancy and share it with those of you that have battled (like we have) to find decent information about having multiples.
My next post is about the Internet – and how scary it can be… So check back in a few days for that.