Twice as lucky?

Hi, I’m Sadie. I just joined this site and it’s so refreshing to hear from someone that actually understands what I’ve gone through. I got pregnant at 17 to a guy I’d been going out with for a year or so but when I got pregnant he didn’t want anything to do with it and I can understand that. I always thought I would get an abortion if I got pregnant so young but when it came down to it I couldn’t make myself, I just kept thinking about baby feet. Little tiny baby feet and how if I got an abortion the thing inside of me would never get little feet, or a proper body or a life. It sounds silly, but I was just always thinking about their tiny baby feet.

My mum was upset when I told her but she’s always been supportive of me and understanding; my dad didn’t want to know and he stopped talking to me for a while. It all changed a bit when I found out it was twins. That’s when I panicked because I didn’t even think I would be able to look after one baby, let alone two and I felt trapped into it because I’d already decided to myself I wouldn’t get an abortion. I’d made a stand to my parents about it and now if I went back on my word I felt like I was backing out of something. It changed everything being pregnant, a lot of my friends thought I was stupid and even though I got loads of support from my sixform I stopped going when I was 7 months pregnant. I had Max (6, 4 ounces) and Noah (6,1 ounces) 1 month early by C-Section and It was terrifying. The scariest time of my life. But then they were there and all scarlet faced and screaming. I know it sounds cliche but I really did fall in love with at first sight. They had to stay in intensive car for a weak because their lungs where a little weak and I remember looking into those little clear boxes they were kept in and realising they weren’t just babies, they were people like me and that I really couldn’t mess up their lives.

Noah and Max are three now and I just finished a catering course at my local college. I still live with my mum but she adores the boys and even If I wanted to move out I don’t think she’d let me. My boys started nursery a week ago and I think it may of been the proudest day of my life.

Thanks for reading :]

xxxxx