Until my twin pregnancy, I never thought pregnancy and a baby were anything other than blessings. They are gifts from God, rewards one verse calls them. That is what I thought until we traveled down the road of genetic testing with the twins.
I still remember the phone call like it happened yesterday:
My heart started racing. I was not near tears, but my palms started to get clammy. I had been mentally preparing for whatever the results were going to show. Telling myself that we could take care of these babies no matter the results.
I was at the point of almost hoping there would be some abnormality. That’s weird to say, I know. But, I wanted to prove that my love for these babies was not conditional. That is where my mind went in this crazy situation.
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