I remember distinctly the day we found out we were having twins. Prior to getting pregnant I had made statements such as "If I ever have twins, I'm killing myself in the delivery room." And so of course God gave me twins! The day of our ultrasound I knew twins was a strong possibility. With in vitro there is a 30% chance of twins, which seemed kind of a low chance at the time. Then when I took my blood test I was told "you're good and pregnant." And when they got the numbers back from the blood work they were so high the machine couldn't even read the results, when I asked the nurse what that meant she said "there's a good chance its twins or more." Or more! What? Ya I was a little freaked out. So the day of our ultrasound, I was a little paranoid. Even with all this preparation, I still wasn't prepared to see 2 little yoke sacks and hear 2 little heartbeats. Darryl's response was "I knew we would have twins." Mine was a little less dignified and positive. I was terrified and wondered first of all, how I would carry 2 babies and secondly, how would I care for them. There simply wasn't enough of me to go around. This, of course, was all before I knew that special needs were going to be involved. Now here I am now several years later and I'm not scared any more and I'm not paranoid and we've survived and I can look and see that twins were exactly the way these babies were supposed to come. They are a package deal. From the moment of that first ultrasound I knew these 2 were meant to be together. I was constantly fearful during my pregnancy that I would lose one. Little did I know how much they would need each other. While I was pregnant Georgia was a mover and a shaker, she was constantly wiggling, Eden was more calm and didn't move around a lot. (Completely opposite of how they are now). Every ultrasound, Georgia would be squirming and Eden would hardly move. When I was close to the end of my pregnancy I commented to the doctor on what appeared to be Eden's calm demeanor. She said that sometimes in twin pregnancy when one of the babies is medically fragile, the other baby will not move as much in order to preserve energy and nutrients for the more fragile baby. Even in the womb, Eden took care of Georgia. Now, the same is true. Eden looks after her sister. If Eden gets a sticker or a treat, she always gets one for Georgia too. If Georgia is crying, she tries to comfort her. Lately Eden has liked helping me take care of Georgia, she likes to help feed her and comb her hair and give her a bath. She still makes Georgia go first on practically every task, which I'm fairly certain is why Georgia was born first, but Eden is so very caring and wonderful to Georgia. Lately, she has started noticing that Georgia doesn't talk. The other day she went to give something to Georgia and I could hear Eden telling Georgia to say "please." I had to explain to Eden that Georgia doesn't talk the way she does, she makes noises to let us know what she wants. It didn't even phase Eden. Every night when Eden goes to bed she gives Georgia a little pat pat. I absolutely love to watch these two together. Sometimes Eden will just randomly reach over and grab Georgia's hand and hold it for a while. Its the sweetest thing I've ever seen. They love to play together and just be around each other. Georgia doesn't even seem to mind when Eden is being rough around her. I love their relationship and how Eden doesn't even seem to notice that Georgia has disabilities. She's her sister and that's all that matters. I know now that these two were meant to come to earth together. I can just imagine in heaven that when Eden heard that Georgia was going to have struggles on earth, that she volunteered to come down with her to protect her and take care of her. When I see the way Eden is with Georgia it makes all the difficulties of having twins worth it. These two are a package deal and that's the way they are supposed to be - together.
(I added the "Once" to the title because as much as I love my twins, I really don't want to do it again. Darryl laughs right now because he knows my greatest fear is having another set of twins again. Dear fate - this is not an offer to tempt. And no I'm not pregnant again!)
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