So this was my first pregnancy. At 15
weeks I had an ultrasound and learned
that I was having fraternal twin
boys. Everything was going well at
that point. At the time I experienced
PPROM, I had no idea what it was. I
thought I just peed my pants in the
middle of the night and went back to
sleep. I didn't experience any other
pains and had no idea my water with
Twin B broke. It was at my 18 week
ultrasound when the doctors discovered
that twin B had a dangerously low
amount of fluid and told my husband
and I that both twins would most
likely not survive. They asked us if
we would like to abort and I said no
way in hell. So I had another
ultrasound 3 weeks later and the
doctors were surprised to see that I
was still pregnant. Twin B still had
low amniotic fluid (1x1 pocket) but it
had increased from the last
ultrasound. So he invited us back 3
weeks later and we learned that the
babies amniotic fluid was now
considered normal (2x2 pocket) and it
stayed that way until 29 weeks. It
was at 29 weeks when the fluid
started to lower again (1.3 x 1
pocket) and they decided to watch me
weekly. At 30 weeks it became
dangerously low again and at 31 and 32
weeks it started to pick up again. At
33 weeks I went into labour and was
not induced. My doctor wanted me to
hold off as long as I could, and get
me closer to 34 weeks for the babies
lung development. I almost made it
but my body decided to have them at 33
wks 4 days. Baby A had his head down,
and B had his head up (breech) so they
decided that it would be possible to
have a natural birth, but at 7.5 cm
dialated they changed their minds and
figured that it would be too difficult
to turn Baby B around with the low
fluid. I didn't want the little guy
going through anymore stress than he
had to so I agreed to the c-section.
Both boys were born healthy at 33 wks
4 days. Zachary (which means the one
that God remembered) with the ruptured
membranes weighed 3 lbs 5 ounces had
only one issue when he was born, and
that was a small hole in his lung
(which is perfectly normal and can
heal quickly for preemie babies). His
brother Liam weighted 4 lbs 5 ounces.
So quick notes for all of you having
to experience this. When all of this
was happening, my Grandmother prayed
to God and asked for his help. He
told her to tell me, to pray and
believe in him, and fear not because
he will walk with me through all of
this and my twin boys would be fine.
I thought of that every time I doubted
the situation (especially after I
talked to the doctors). Secondly, I
was told the reason why I never got an
infection was because Twin A (the baby
with the fluid) was lower and was
protecting his brother (I honestly
think it was God though). I also
drank between 10-14 cups of water a
day and reduced my activity. I still
went grocery shopping and daily
errands but for most of the day I kept
my feet up and had my hubby do all of
the cleaning. I'm told that I'm a
walking miracle and my boys are living
proof of it. If you were to ask me
what ultimately saved my boys I firmly
believe it was God. I wasn't a very
religous person before but I am now. I
know that this might sound weird, but
make sure you have no darkness in your
heart during this time, make sure you
forgive and forget situations/people
who bother you or else you will invite
evil in. I was in the hospital ready
to have my boys and a lady there had
PPROM at 25 weeks and the doctor was
telling her that she should consider
aborting the baby and I so badly
wanted to tell her to reconsider, I
regret not doing that which is why I'm
posting this today. I wish all of you
the best with your pregnancies and may
God walk with you and take all of your
worry away.
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