“Congratulations!”
The doctor places one wriggling baby in each arm. Fresh from emergency surgery, you offer a morphine induced smile. Of course you’ve heard about these things happening in the past, two heartbeats synchronising as one, but what about modern technology – countless prenatal appointments and ultrasounds? Surely there must have been some indication of twinning.
“Sam and Sadie?” Kevin offers.
You agree to the ‘boy name’ and ‘girl name’ chosen months in advance. Tears drip down your cheeks and christen the newborns as you recall both previous hardships and marvel at the infinite wonder of the universe.
Thank you, God.
The doctor places one wriggling baby in each arm. Fresh from emergency surgery, you offer a morphine induced smile. Of course you’ve heard about these things happening in the past, two heartbeats synchronising as one, but what about modern technology – countless prenatal appointments and ultrasounds? Surely there must have been some indication of twinning.
“Sam and Sadie?” Kevin offers.
You agree to the ‘boy name’ and ‘girl name’ chosen months in advance. Tears drip down your cheeks and christen the newborns as you recall both previous hardships and marvel at the infinite wonder of the universe.
Thank you, God.
