The Pilot

Blogging isn’t something I’ve been particularly interested in the past, it’s been one of those internet sensations (so to speak) that I haven’t taken the time to follow. But for a while now a few people have been saying to me that I should start to write my own. So here it goes…

Welcome to the pilot of it takes twins! A bit about me, I’m 21 (edging towards 22) I live in Woodstock, Oxfordshire with my three children. Yes three! Nathaniel is 18 months and Jude and Luca are only 3 months old. We got lucky and got two for the price of one! If twins run in your family it’s a 1 in 2 chance that you will have twins, well we had one and then we had two! Living up to the statistics!

I’ve been with my fiancĂ© three years, however I currently live on my own. Anthony is doing a PGCE to teach Drama at secondary school in Birmingham, but qualifies at the end of June and hopefully he can come home and hopefully find a job!

We met at Drama school and I fell pregnant with Nathaniel during my placement abroad in my second year. I continued till the end of the year and deferred my place, aiming to return the following September. Myself, Anthony and a baby Nathaniel lived the first 6 months of his little life at my mothers house, with her partner, their three children, a cat and a dog. It was a pretty crammed house! With Nathaniel growing by the day we needed our own space and after a few fallen through houses, we finally found a spacious two bed flat to rent.

Finally having a place to call our own was an amazing feeling, we were in walking distance of a busy town and not far from the school Anthony was working at. The day before Nathaniel’s christening, I tested positive. We were both swept away in shock! The week that followed also offered us a two bedroom house and Anthony his PGCE in Birmingham. Well they do say news travels in threes, they weren’t lying!

Within the next month we painted/decorated, moved all our stuff out of the flat and set up house in our new lovely home. We’d been in the new house not even a week before we found out we were expecting twins! By this point returning to finish my third year the coming September was pretty much impossible.

Having already discussed and decided that Anthony would accept the position on the PGCE in Birmingham, it wasn’t long before summer ended and he was off. At 5 months pregnant, with Nathaniel almost hitting the one year mark, it was just us two! It took a while to get used to being just us, there were difficult times, especially with my ever growing bump. After a few weeks we got into a good routine and the time we had just the two of us I will treasure forever! Christmas soon came round and although my due date wasn’t until February, seeing as 57% of twins and almost all triplets are born before 37 weeks, as each week passed we knew we were on borrowed time!

Friday the 3rd of January now at 35 weeks, a few days before Anthony was due to go back to Birmingham, I started regularly contracting. I was assessed early morning of the 4th and injected with steroids to help prepare the babies lungs. I was fully aware that I would need a c-section as both of the boys were in awkward positions. After a gruelling 12 hours + of contracting the doctors finally listened to me and after examining me sent us straight to delivery suite and it was within minutes before I was taken into surgery.

The boys were born a minute apart and both extremely loud! Weighing 6.1lb and 5.11lb for twins, at 5 weeks early, they were definitely a healthy weight! All seemed fine and the three of us went into recovery where we would stay the night, before going up to the ward. At about 3am both of the boys were taken to the Special Care Baby Unit (SCBU) as their blood sugars had dropped. I was told they would probably be back in an hour after they had been given a bottle and been assessed. However, hours went by and I was told that both of them were being tube fed and being closely monitored. Confused to say the least and not really knowing much about SCBU, going down to see them on my own for the first time was quite traumatic, especially as they weren’t even in the same room to start with. I will go into more detail about our 16 day stay in the hospital on another post. The twins are now currently 14 weeks old and doing amazingly well.

Now being alone with three children under two, is a challenge I face everyday! With different feeding, eating, changing schedules it has taken a while for us all to get into the swing of things. But we have survived so far so the only way is up, right!? That brings us up to date! It’s been a busy few years and no doubt there is much more to come, so stay tuned!