My husband and I had been trying to
get pregnant for over a year-in-a-
half. I had been diagnosed with PCOS
and endometriosis, so after a lap. and
drugs to help me ovulate, we were
excited to hear I was expecting twins.
Twins also run in my family and I was
happy to carry on the tradition.
I was leery of telling a lot of people
about my pregnancy. For some reason I
had such a fear that something was
going to go wrong. I was about 10
weeks along when I had a subchronic
bleed and did bed rest for a week, but
once I made it to week 12, I was
starting to feel more confident. We
still had only told family and a few
close friends about the pregnancy.
We found out we were having two girls
at about week 15 and I was being
monitored closely because of carrying
twins. All was going well until April
5. I woke up that morning to get ready
for work and noticed I was very wet.
As I was getting ready for work water
was running down my leg. I got to work
and called me Dr. They had me come in
and it was confirmed that is was
definitely amniotic fluid. I went
directly to have an ultrasound and
found out my fluid on Baby A was
around 3 or 4. My Dr. told me she was
admitting me and that I could deliver
soon. If I didn’t deliver soon, I
would stay in the hospital until I
delivered. She told us the grim odds
and gave us a glimmer of hope when she
said “you have about a 3% chance for
the sac to re-seal if you don’t
deliver within a few days.”
After two very stressful weeks I was
given another ultrasound and we were
shocked when my fluid was at 8. A week
later another ultrasound revealed I
had a level of about 12. Now Baby A
even had more than Baby B. I was glad
to hear that they were sending me home
on strict bed rest and that I had a
good chance of carrying my twins past
30 weeks.
Well, at week 28 I noticed a pink
discharge and went in to see the Dr. I
was shocked to hear that I was dilated
2 cm. So, I was admitted to my local
hospital again and put on magnesium
and never really had contractions. I
was supposed to be going home the day
after Father’s day, but woke up to
steady contractions. I was rushed to a
larger hospital with a NICU. I then
spent two weeks there on medications
to keep me from going into labor. On
the night of June 29 I asked to be put
on the monitor because I felt so
much “pressure.” I was not contracting
and was still only dilated 3 cm, but
to my surprise I woke up in the middle
of the night in a pool of blood and
was told I was now 5 cm. After calling
my husband to my side at about 3 a.m.,
I had an emergency c-section. On June
30 we welcomed our baby girls—Gianna
Maria and Alessia Giorgia.
They of course were very small,
Alessia (baby A) weighed 2 pounds 13
ounces and Gianna weighed 3 pounds 5
ounces. They spent 7 and 5 weeks in
the NICU, but never really had any
problems. They were
considered “feeders and growers” from
early on. Today they are 6 months old
and both doing great.
We know we are so blessed to have
these babies and I just want to let
others know that miracles can happen.
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