October 4, 2007
Hey guys,
Most of you know me by now...My name is Brandi....I was originally "Mommy Wannabe 27", however, after giving birth to conjoined twins, I have changed my name in remembrance of them <3
DH and I started TTC in Sept 2006....it was basically a waste of time though, because I was diagnosed with PCOS in Jan/Feb 2007....once my PCOS was confirmed, my doctor/s were very proactive in trying to get me pregnant...I was given Provera in March; however, after two weeks, my period hadn't started, so my doctor told me to go ahead and take the 50 mg of Clomid that he had already prescribed...
So I did....and I ACTUALLY OVULATED!!! On May 3rd I O'd....I had been charting and my post O temps were looking HOT...I didn't want to get my hopes too high, but I really felt like my dreams could actually be coming true....
I was going to hold out on testing until 13dop...but I caved at 10dpo (Mother's Day)...I couldn't believe it...I HAD FINALLY GOTTEN MY BFP!!!!
Everything was going great....my HCG was nice and high (doctor's suspected twins, but u/s showed one gestational sac at 4 weeks 6 days)
At 6 weeks 2 days, I saw my *baby's* heartbeat for the first time....it was the most beautiful and amazing thing I've ever seen <3
Then, at 8 weeks, I had BRIGHT RED spotting and rushed to the ER....they did an U/S and everything came back fine...."a healthy baby with a nice strong heart" were the doctor's EXACT words! I was relieved, but still felt a bit anxious....Looking back, I feel that was God's first attempt at trying to tell me something was wrong...
Then, at about 9 weeks, I was still spotting so I had another U/S at my doctor....once again, healthy baby-strong heart....and I was sent home....
My belly was growing at an alarming rate and everyone kept joking that there HAD TO BE a second baby that was just "hiding".....
Well, at 12 1/2 weeks it was confirmed.....I was pregnant with twins....but how? There was only one heartbeat...exactly. They were conjoined twins and they SHARED one heart...DH was with me when we got the news.....this type of conjoined twin has a 0% survival rate!!!
DH and I were CRUSHED!!! How could we have made it this far, only to find out that our babies were going to die???? It just didn't make sense...how did the other techs not SEE that there were two babies....no one could give us a straight answer....I went to five other doctors, and they all said the same thing....our babies were going to die and there WAS nothing we could do...
They first suggested a D&C, which I just couldn't do because my babies were still alive and I didn't want them to feel any pain...I knew I couldn't continue the pregnancy, knowing the outcome was so tragic, I didn't want to allow myself to become anymore attached to my babies (as if that was even possible) and I didn't want to have to face the rest of the world and try to explain what happened....
I finally talked the doctors into letting me be induced...I felt that my babies were meant to be *born*, and it was very important for me to do that for them....kinda like a gift to them I guess....
The only downside...I had to wait until I was 16 weeks.....It was so hard walking around for 3 weeks KNOWING that my babies weren't going to make it...I tried to hide my very obvious pregnant belly because I didn't want people asking questions about my pregnancy, because I didn't know how to respond...
So at 16 weeks I was induced.....I was induced on a Wednesday evening and didn't deliver my *BOYS* until Friday morning....they were already sleeping when they arrived...They were so beautiful and perfect..
Their little hands and feet were perfectly formed, they even had finger nails and toe nails.....
DH and I held our boys and cried.....we had them baptised. I feel very strongly that all babies go to Heaven, so we didn't baptise them to guarantee their place in Heaven, we did it as a way of showing God that we still have faith in Him and we asked that He please watch over our precious miracles until it was our time to join them in Heaven...
It was a very emotional time for us.....We named our boys Asher & Noah.....Asher means Blessed....and Noah means Comfort.....
They were born sleeping on August 3, 2007, and laid to rest on August 8, 2007....
They are our sweet *miracle* babies and WE WILL NEVER EVER FORGET THEM....
Having Asher and Noah for those short 4 months only intensified my desire to have a baby....so, DH and I are actively TTC again...I have recently finished my second round of Clomid and I'm hoping to O within the next few days....
Wow, if you have read all of this, then I truly commend you

Thank you for taking the time to read about Me and MY BOYS!