estar - you asked for this, and you are very correct - I love to talk about my babes.
In 1981 - December 28th - I had twin DS's - Daniel and Gareth. I only found out I was having twins 10 days before that. I was 38 wks when they were born. Very high tech kind of delivery - epidural, forceps etc etc. Had pre eclampsia. Danny was 5lb 13 and Gareth 4lb 1oz. Within the hour Gareth was very poorly and was taken the next day to the local childrens hospital under police escort. He had two holes in his heart, leaking pulmonary valve and the arteries in his lungs (I think!) were very small. We were told he wouldnt make it through the first night - well my little fella lived until he was 7 months old.
One morning I woke up and he was really distressed - crying and very hot. We snuggled back down for the extra couple of minutes sleep and when I woke up I remember thinking how lovely and pink he looked. He had died in those few minutes cradled in my arms between hubby and me.
We went, with twin brother, to hospital where two police quizzed us for about two hours. Only when my lovely mam went mad at them did they just get up and say 'thank you' and that was it!!
There arent any words to describe the following months - DH had a breakdown, became very, very violent etc etc.
In June 1984 I had another little boy - Matthew (Mattie) the joy of our lives, great pregnancy, wonderful natural delivery. He makes me smile just thinking about him. Dan was once again, big brother. Mattie was dyslexic, and hated reading. He had the cutest speech - couldnt say 'r' he said 'w' instead - his girlfriend was called webecca wed wibbons - get the picture?? On May 10th, 1992 he went to play outside 'our gate' on his xmas bike. Within 5 mins a small flat back lorry had reversed over him and crushed him to death. There really are no words, whatsoever, to explain that day.
Again my DH had a nervous breakdown, my dad (who can solve any problem for me) had a breakdown. Once again just me and danny. Now I have typed that I am having a cry - which can only be a good thing.
So lost a twin in 1982 and a little lad in 1992. Then in 1997 I had Tommy - my wonderful suprise.
So sorry this has gone on and on - you asked for it!! I met triplets through Compassionate Friends - I read her story about her Matthew and the name jumped off the page to me.
It has made me a sarcastic, manic nutter!! I love to laugh at every opportunity and have realised that some things really dont matter.
I envy all these twins on this thread but am also very comfortable to be here.
Thank you, my new friends.