So, the plan was first to make it to week 22. Week 22 is the point of no return. Up until then you can, according to (Danish) law, terminate a pregnancy, if there are serious health risks involved. This is especially relevant with identical multiples pregnancies, as the shared placenta, and its distribution of nourishment, can go awry and result in TTTS. Or Twin to
5. The Specialist
The specialist was a head OBGYN at our main hospital. She was handsome, authoritative, precise and serious. An alpha-female. She was not happy like the nurse. We weren’t “just” expecting triplets, we were expecting monochorionic triamniotic triplets. Identical triplets, sharing a placenta. It was an extremely high-risk pregnancy, and we had to consider whether we wished to continue, or decide on an abortion. With identical
4. The Ultrasound II
I honestly don’t remember much from the ultrasound session. Man says that I cried, but it is all a blur to me. I mainly remember what follows. We were walking through the hospital hallways, waiting to see a specialist. She would scan us again, and tell us more about multiples pregnancies. We were shocked and in disbelief, but happy. And kind of excited and exhilarated
1. Shrimpsy
So, I really wanted a baby. It just kind of snuck up on me. All of the sudden, I found myself in my early thirties and with an unshakeable urge to hold a baby in my arms, my own baby in my arms, and cuddle it to the end of time. Fortunately I also had a man I loved (and still do), and we tried.