It was Friday night, DH and I doing our usual popcorn and movie night. I know I had fallen asleep, but I woke up to this sudden pain in my stomach, contractions had begun. Now not only was I freaking out being a ftm to TWINS but I was only just shy of 37 weeks and going into labour (even though I got told it's normal to go into labour around that time ) nevertheless, I was still scared. My husband looked at me with a confused look which suddenly became a shocked/excited look.

"Are they coming? " he said, holding his breath with a big grin. Despite the pain I was experiencing, I couldn't help but smile and nod. DH jumped off the couch and instantly started running around like a mad chicken with its head severed off. Hubby and I were over the moon when we found out we had 2 little humans in my belly. We had a rough few years. On 24th of December 2011, our precious angel Madelyn Eeve was born sleeping at 35 weeks and 6 days. She weighed a tiny 4lb 3oz and stole the hearts of everyone in the emergency room. I could have never imagined a Christmas like that. My hubby and I decided that we would wait a little while to get pregnant again after that and we did. I got a period on the 10th of December 2012 and my ovulation date was the 24th! What are the odds?? DH and I thought we would take advantage of the timing and much to our surprise, we got a BFP new years day at just 7 DPO!! We were ecstatic! Our little miracle that we always Said was sent by Madelyn. We went for our first ultrasound at 8 weeks and 4 days which revealed a beautiful little baby with a heart beat of 164bpm. "A healthy looking baby" the doctor said. We got the pictures and started thinking 'baby' straight away. We started buying white, yellow and green clothes and shoes (as we didn't know the gender) and another cot. We had everything else, but Madelyn's cot and clothes were pink and worn from the shed so we had to replace. We went for the NT scan at 12 weeks and 2 days and seen our little cutie Bouncing around happily. The heartbeat was 139bpm and everything was perfectly normal and when she went over to the butt my husband says "is that a little wiener or the cord?" and the sonographer said "it might be a boy" and my husbands jaw dropped. After that every week just flew by and we had booked an anatomy scan to confirm if we were having a son or another daughter. As it was at the NT scan, a little wiener was revealed. We were so excited to be having a little boy. Hubby always loved the idea of the father son thing. We had organised our baby shower/ gender revealed to family and friends a couple of weeks later. We had a cake with the colour of the gender under white icing so when it was cut, the blue colour was seen. After cheers and few slices of cake I had gone to the toilet and when I looked at the panty liner I was wearing, there was about a table spoon of blood. I immediately started thinking about when I last felt him move. He was active the night before because he kept me awake. I called my midwife who demanded I go to the hospital NOW! I called my mother and my husband over to tell them what has happened. Mum agreed to stay and keep our guests from worrying while DH and I drove to the hospital. I was admitted straight away and taken straight to US while being poked and proded with needles and drips, being asked all kinds of questions. We got into the ultrasound room and the lady quickly checked what was going on. I knew he was gone as soon as she left to grab the doctor. "I'm sorry," he said, "we can't find his heartbeart." My heart broke, tears welled in my eyes, I couldn't believe it. I looked at my husband and the look of pure devastation on his face just tore me apart. We lost our son. Is God playing some sick joke on me? Like why me? Our son, Michael David and was born on May 22nd 2013, sleeping, just like the his darling sister. We had decided that it just wasn't our time. We got married on April 23rd 2010. We started trying for a baby in January 2011 and and fell pregnant in a few short months. So we thought it was smart to wait, mourn and prepare ourselves for the possibility of it happening again. We didn't start actively trying again until May last year and fell pregnant on that cycle! We tried our hardest not to work ourselves up but had a few happiness outbursts. We went to the first ultrasound at 9 weeks and 6 days and found out that we were blessed with not one but two little babies. Twins! We joked that God was apologizing for the misunderstanding and giving us our son and daughter back. Well we went to a gender scan at 22 weeks which showed that we actually were getting our son and daughter back. Di/di boy girl twins. My whole pregnancy was easy which was odd because I was always told twins were harder to carry. My daughter Jasmyn Madelyn was born at 11:56pm on 18/02/2017 weighing 5lb 10oz and 19 1/2in, her brother born 9 minutes later, on the next day, 9oz lighter and a whole inch shorter. My son James Michael was born at 12:05am on 19/02/2017, weighing 5lb 1oz and 18 1/2in. Now what the hell guys... How am I supposed to explain that to people? Jasmyn would not stop crying for a whole 15 minutes after she was born and James didn't stop for a whole 6 minutes after he was born. In fact, they stopped crying at the exact same time, right as we laid them

right next to each other. Now that's love! I couldn't be happier with family of four!