Dearest Harriet & Felicity
Today is exactly a week since you were born. This time last week your Daddy was massaging my feet with lavender oil to help me deal with the pain of contractions.
I don’t know where to begin with the story of you, but I suppose it goes back about 15 weeks when we found out that we were having a baby. Your Daddy and I were terrified by the responsibility but so excited too. The next day at work I couldn’t think about anything but you, it was so hard to keep you a secret!
When we told your grandparents and aunties & uncles about you, nobody believed us! I guess they thought that I was too busy being a “career girl” to want to have a family. And I guess in a way that was a little bit true! We hadn’t expected you to happen so quickly and easily, but that doesn’t mean we didn’t love you from the moment we made you!
At twelve weeks we went to Eastbourne for our first scan. Daddy and I drove down together and waited excitedly for our first glimpse of you. When the sonographer asked us whether we had twins in the family we both laughed and said no… we had no idea that our little miracle was actually two miracles. But then we saw you both wriggling around in my tummy; it was amazing but it truly was the shock of our lives… Mummy actually had to go to the toilet, she thought she was going to be sick!
We drove back home in a daze, called all of the family to let them know, then sat and researched double buggies! We actually had bought a single one and had to ask to cancel the purchase! Do you know what Daddy was most worried about? His car! He was going to have to get a bigger one to fit you both in and he does love his fast car!
It took us a little while to get our heads around the fact that two little monsters were on their way, but secretly we were both excited and proud.
Because you were something called monochorionic diamniotic twins we had to be so careful looking after you inside of me. We were eventually referred to a a very good hospital in London called Kings because you were showing signs of suffering from Twin to Twin Transfusion Syndrome. Mummy got to see you growing every week and you both seemed to be doing so well. Harriet, you were always smaller, but after a few weeks the doctors were so impressed with how much you had grown, that they decided that we only needed to check you every two weeks.
Mummy and Daddy were really excited that you were both doing so well… Mummy even began buying clothes for you! Perhaps she should have waited a little longer as the story goes wrong from here