Well today has been five years since i lost my first son. He has a twin brother that was born a week and a half after him. I miss them alot and think about them everyday. Lately alot of people have been asking me what happened. Well this is what happened. I got pregnant obviously. Me and my ex husband found out on August 18th. Happy Bday too me. Two days after my birthday anyways. So i went to the doctor and they did the ultrasound and they told us we were having twins. I looked at them like yah right u are crazy im not having twins, but yah i was. 19 and having twins.Pregnancy went really good until the day of October 20th,2002. I was at home and my water broke. I didn't think nothing of it at first. Went to the hospital and they said they were gonna transfer me to another hospital cause they thought my water broke. So they transfered me there. They did a bunch of tests had me on the baby monitors and all that.Did the ultrasound and said right there is the sac. I was like ok they are in two seperate ones. They argued with me about it. I think i should know i was the one carrying them. but anyways. They said i had a bacterial infection i was fine i could go home and work 16 hours the next day. I felt great had lots of energy. Well three days later i went into labor with Brian. I was in labor and didn't know it. I was having pains and couldn't get comfortable no matter what i did. Then at 3am on October 23rd I delivered my son myself. We called 911 and it took them forever to get there. Then they would not take my son in the ambulance that was there. They were waiting for a second one. So he stoped breating half way to the hospital and there was nothing they could do. When my son left me he was breathing on his own holding my finger and opening and closing his mouth.He was 9oz 9in long,and 20 weeks. We had an autopsy done which came back he was normal and healthy. I still remember everything to this day. Then they thought that i was gonna keep his brother. On november 3rd the water started leaking so i went to the hospital. My doctor was not there so i had the doctor that was on call for him. He walked in did not introduce himself or nothing and said i have no hope for this baby. We are gonna let you go into labor and have him. So at about 3pm i went into labor. I had him at 8pm. They put him in a stainless steel bowl and covered him up as my husband at the time watched him breath. There was nothing that we could do. He was 22 weeks 14oz 10 and a half inches long.We did get to hold both of them and i will never forget that. We had a funeral for them. Which was one of the hardest days of my life. I wish that they were still here but glad they are not suffering. So that is what happened. That is about the album that i have up that says my sons R.I.P.I will eventually have more kids though.
