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I still can’t believe I get to be their Mama.

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Here are some things you might want to hear:

*Not every twin pregnancy is high-risk
* You are allowed to make informed choices
* Your body doesn’t forget how to birth just because it’s twins
* You can decline anything you’re not comfortable with
*Breech delivery is possible
*Going to 40 weeks or later is healthy and normal
* Home is a safe option for many twin moms
* You don’t need to birth in the OR
*You don’t need a csection or epidural
* You can be prepared for potential risks
* It’s okay to want something different
* God is with you in every moment

Twin home birth is possible and we’re proof!

Here are some things you might want to hear:

*Not every twin pregnancy is high-risk
* You are allowed to make informed choices
* Your body doesn’t forget how to birth just because it’s twins
* You can decline anything you’re not comfortable with
*Breech delivery is possible
*Going to 40 weeks or later is healthy and normal
* Home is a safe option for many twin moms
* You don’t need to birth in the OR
*You don’t need a csection or epidural
* You can be prepared for potential risks
* It’s okay to want something different
* God is with you in every moment

Twin home birth is possible and we’re proof!

Babies don’t keep. 🥲

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Babies don’t keep. 🥲

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Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
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We don't need to use other dialects to say God’s name (Yahweh, Yeshua, etc.) because we already know the power of the Holy Name of Jesus. That’s all we need.

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“At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow” Philippians 2:10

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We don't need to use other dialects to say God’s name (Yahweh, Yeshua, etc.) because we already know the power of the Holy Name of Jesus. That’s all we need.

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“At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow” Philippians 2:10

Something I repeated over and over during my twin pregnancy as I prepared for birth,

“Jesus I surrender myself to you, take care of everything.”

If you are pregnant try it and let me know how it goes!

This is part of the 9 day Surrender Novena. https://www.surrendernovena.com

Novenas are one of my favorite parts about being Catholic! I’ve never heard of any other denomination doing the types of prayers the Holy Catholic Church has.

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Something I repeated over and over during my twin pregnancy as I prepared for birth,

“Jesus I surrender myself to you, take care of everything.”

If you are pregnant try it and let me know how it goes!

This is part of the 9 day Surrender Novena. https://www.surrendernovena.com

Novenas are one of my favorite parts about being Catholic! I’ve never heard of any other denomination doing the types of prayers the Holy Catholic Church has.

✝️

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 10

Looking back now, I see how every moment of fear was met with faith. From the night I thought I was losing the pregnancy at nine weeks, to the breech diagnosis, to catching my own babies in the stillness of our bathroom, God was present in every detail.

This journey was never about proving anything with pride or ignoring risk. It was about choosing peace when fear was louder. It was about trusting the quiet voice that kept saying, “You are not alone, Trust in Me.”

The birth was beautiful, but the refining has continued in the sleepless nights and the stretching of this first month postpartum with two. And through it all, He has been faithful.

Two tiny heartbeats that once felt fragile are now strong in my arms.

Our home is fuller, louder, and more sacred than ever.

All glory to God.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 10

Looking back now, I see how every moment of fear was met with faith. From the night I thought I was losing the pregnancy at nine weeks, to the breech diagnosis, to catching my own babies in the stillness of our bathroom, God was present in every detail.

This journey was never about proving anything with pride or ignoring risk. It was about choosing peace when fear was louder. It was about trusting the quiet voice that kept saying, “You are not alone, Trust in Me.”

The birth was beautiful, but the refining has continued in the sleepless nights and the stretching of this first month postpartum with two. And through it all, He has been faithful.

Two tiny heartbeats that once felt fragile are now strong in my arms.

Our home is fuller, louder, and more sacred than ever.

All glory to God.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 9

I was absolutely ecstatic after both babies were born. It didn’t even feel real. I was in a dreamlike state floating somewhere between exhaustion and overwhelming joy. My husband stood there stunned at first, trying to process what had just happened. Two babies. Four minutes apart. In our bathroom. His nerves from earlier in the night disappeared the moment they were both in my arms. All that remained was awe.

The house was still quiet. The older kids were asleep, unaware that their brother and sister had just been born down the hall. About twenty minutes later, the midwives arrived. I had waited to deliver the placentas until they came. Two placentas that were fused together just as strong and complete as the babies they had nourished. One midwife cut the cord and helped me into bed. Another cleaned up the bathroom and carefully logged everything into my chart. The room felt calm, orderly, and grounded.

We had planned for me to receive a shot of pitocin to prevent a possible hemorrhage, but I didn’t even need it. My body was steady, strong and capable. About 45 minutes after the birth, I was tucked into my own bed with both babies on my chest. Skin to skin. Nursing together for the first time. That’s when some of the older kids quietly came in, wide-eyed and whispering, meeting their new siblings in the soft glow of the bedroom light.

The entire birth had lasted only 58 minutes.

Less than an hour from waking up to holding both of them.

We were riding a birth high overwhelmed with gratitude, relief, and joy. Two healthy babies. Safe and sound. Born peacefully at home, in the quiet stillness of the night. Everything I had prayed for.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 9

I was absolutely ecstatic after both babies were born. It didn’t even feel real. I was in a dreamlike state floating somewhere between exhaustion and overwhelming joy. My husband stood there stunned at first, trying to process what had just happened. Two babies. Four minutes apart. In our bathroom. His nerves from earlier in the night disappeared the moment they were both in my arms. All that remained was awe.

The house was still quiet. The older kids were asleep, unaware that their brother and sister had just been born down the hall. About twenty minutes later, the midwives arrived. I had waited to deliver the placentas until they came. Two placentas that were fused together just as strong and complete as the babies they had nourished. One midwife cut the cord and helped me into bed. Another cleaned up the bathroom and carefully logged everything into my chart. The room felt calm, orderly, and grounded.

We had planned for me to receive a shot of pitocin to prevent a possible hemorrhage, but I didn’t even need it. My body was steady, strong and capable. About 45 minutes after the birth, I was tucked into my own bed with both babies on my chest. Skin to skin. Nursing together for the first time. That’s when some of the older kids quietly came in, wide-eyed and whispering, meeting their new siblings in the soft glow of the bedroom light.

The entire birth had lasted only 58 minutes.

Less than an hour from waking up to holding both of them.

We were riding a birth high overwhelmed with gratitude, relief, and joy. Two healthy babies. Safe and sound. Born peacefully at home, in the quiet stillness of the night. Everything I had prayed for.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 8

I told my husband, “Get a towel. He’s coming. You have to catch him.” At 12:44 a.m., our son was born into my husband’s arms. He came quickly and powerfully, legs and arms sprawled, eyes wide open, his skin dusky purple from the intensity of birth. He wasn’t breathing yet, but he was trying. There was no panic. I gently flipped him, rubbed his back, and within moments he took his first breath and let out a strong cry. Relief and joy flooded the room.

I had barely taken a few steps away from the toilet when another contraction surged through me. I knew instantly it was for my daughter. I felt her water break, and at that exact moment my friend Lisa walked into the room because she heard Baby A crying. The pressure was immense but not painful. I knew she was coming fast. In one single contraction, just four minutes after her brother at 12:48 a.m., she was born. No pushing. No pain. Just one powerful, unstoppable release. My husband Ryan caught her with Lisa right beside him, and just like that, both babies were here!!! They were born peacefully, quickly, and perfectly, everything I had prayed for.

The moment before this picture was taken after they were born I said “well that was the easiest birth ever” and it truly was because of God.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 8

I told my husband, “Get a towel. He’s coming. You have to catch him.” At 12:44 a.m., our son was born into my husband’s arms. He came quickly and powerfully, legs and arms sprawled, eyes wide open, his skin dusky purple from the intensity of birth. He wasn’t breathing yet, but he was trying. There was no panic. I gently flipped him, rubbed his back, and within moments he took his first breath and let out a strong cry. Relief and joy flooded the room.

I had barely taken a few steps away from the toilet when another contraction surged through me. I knew instantly it was for my daughter. I felt her water break, and at that exact moment my friend Lisa walked into the room because she heard Baby A crying. The pressure was immense but not painful. I knew she was coming fast. In one single contraction, just four minutes after her brother at 12:48 a.m., she was born. No pushing. No pain. Just one powerful, unstoppable release. My husband Ryan caught her with Lisa right beside him, and just like that, both babies were here!!! They were born peacefully, quickly, and perfectly, everything I had prayed for.

The moment before this picture was taken after they were born I said “well that was the easiest birth ever” and it truly was because of God.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 7

It was 12:15 a.m. and I was calmly pacing the bathroom while my husband got the birth pool ready. I had planned on a water birth, and the room felt quiet but expectant, like everything was waiting. My contractions were steady, every two to three minutes. They were strong and powerful but not painful. I welcomed every wave. After carrying twins to nearly 40 weeks, I was more than ready to be done being pregnant and finally meet my babies.

By 12:35 a.m., only 45 minutes after I had woken up, I knew we needed to call the midwives. A team of four was coming, but I didn’t want to call too early. I knew how easily outside presence can shift the rhythm of labor. I wanted my body fully committed first. The moment we made the call, everything intensified. A contraction rose and with it came deep, undeniable pressure. I looked at my husband and said, “My water is going to break on the next contraction. I need to get in the birth pool now.” He looked at me and said it wasn’t ready yet.

The next contraction built quickly, so I sat down on the toilet while he was still on the phone with the midwife. As soon as I sat, my water broke in a rush. I instinctively reached down and felt his head fully there. I stood up immediately because I wasn’t about to birth my baby on the toilet, and as I stood, his head came out completely. I heard the midwife on speaker say, “On the next contraction, push him out,” but I already knew. There was no conscious pushing. The fetal ejection reflex had taken over. My body was doing exactly what it was created to do.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 7

It was 12:15 a.m. and I was calmly pacing the bathroom while my husband got the birth pool ready. I had planned on a water birth, and the room felt quiet but expectant, like everything was waiting. My contractions were steady, every two to three minutes. They were strong and powerful but not painful. I welcomed every wave. After carrying twins to nearly 40 weeks, I was more than ready to be done being pregnant and finally meet my babies.

By 12:35 a.m., only 45 minutes after I had woken up, I knew we needed to call the midwives. A team of four was coming, but I didn’t want to call too early. I knew how easily outside presence can shift the rhythm of labor. I wanted my body fully committed first. The moment we made the call, everything intensified. A contraction rose and with it came deep, undeniable pressure. I looked at my husband and said, “My water is going to break on the next contraction. I need to get in the birth pool now.” He looked at me and said it wasn’t ready yet.

The next contraction built quickly, so I sat down on the toilet while he was still on the phone with the midwife. As soon as I sat, my water broke in a rush. I instinctively reached down and felt his head fully there. I stood up immediately because I wasn’t about to birth my baby on the toilet, and as I stood, his head came out completely. I heard the midwife on speaker say, “On the next contraction, push him out,” but I already knew. There was no conscious pushing. The fetal ejection reflex had taken over. My body was doing exactly what it was created to do.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 6

At the beginning of week 39, I felt something shift. I knew my son, Twin A, who had been presenting breech, was no longer breech. I felt the difference in my body. The movements felt lower. I believed he had turned head down.

I had been praying specifically for that. His dad and I would talk to him at night, placing our hands on my belly, gently encouraging him. “You know what to do, buddy. Head down.”

So late in a twin pregnancy, I was told it was rare — almost miraculous — for a breech presenting twin to turn vertex.

But I knew.

And I felt peace.

The final days of pregnancy felt long and stretched. My husband was adorably anxious. Every few hours he’d ask, “Are they coming yet?” He was more ready than I was.

For some reason, I was convinced they would be born on February 28th. When that date came and went, something in me shifted from calm expectancy to impatience.

March arrived. So I walked. Miles and miles. By the third and fourth days, I was exhausted. My hips burned. My feet ached. I was nearly forty weeks pregnant with twins, something most people couldn’t believe.

On March 5th, around 2:00 p.m., my husband came home early from the office and announced he was taking me to the mall to walk.

I did not want to walk.

I was convinced it wasn’t doing anything. Labor would start when it started. But we went anyway. We walked the mall slowly. We grabbed a snack. We went home.

By that evening, I was so tired I almost laughed at the thought of labor beginning. I told myself I might just be pregnant forever.

At 9:50 p.m., I went to bed.

Two hours later, I woke up.

11:50 p.m.

I stared at the clock.

There was a strange sensation in my back…not sharp, not alarming. Just different. I drifted in and out of sleep for a few minutes when my husband asked softly, “Are you okay?”

Apparently, I had been moaning through a couple contractions.

I sat up and timed them.

Ten minutes had passed. It was midnight. March 6th.

They were coming regularly. Strong. Intense. But not painful. There was power in them, but not suffering.

I stood up and went to the bathroom. I was calm.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 6

At the beginning of week 39, I felt something shift. I knew my son, Twin A, who had been presenting breech, was no longer breech. I felt the difference in my body. The movements felt lower. I believed he had turned head down.

I had been praying specifically for that. His dad and I would talk to him at night, placing our hands on my belly, gently encouraging him. “You know what to do, buddy. Head down.”

So late in a twin pregnancy, I was told it was rare — almost miraculous — for a breech presenting twin to turn vertex.

But I knew.

And I felt peace.

The final days of pregnancy felt long and stretched. My husband was adorably anxious. Every few hours he’d ask, “Are they coming yet?” He was more ready than I was.

For some reason, I was convinced they would be born on February 28th. When that date came and went, something in me shifted from calm expectancy to impatience.

March arrived. So I walked. Miles and miles. By the third and fourth days, I was exhausted. My hips burned. My feet ached. I was nearly forty weeks pregnant with twins, something most people couldn’t believe.

On March 5th, around 2:00 p.m., my husband came home early from the office and announced he was taking me to the mall to walk.

I did not want to walk.

I was convinced it wasn’t doing anything. Labor would start when it started. But we went anyway. We walked the mall slowly. We grabbed a snack. We went home.

By that evening, I was so tired I almost laughed at the thought of labor beginning. I told myself I might just be pregnant forever.

At 9:50 p.m., I went to bed.

Two hours later, I woke up.

11:50 p.m.

I stared at the clock.

There was a strange sensation in my back…not sharp, not alarming. Just different. I drifted in and out of sleep for a few minutes when my husband asked softly, “Are you okay?”

Apparently, I had been moaning through a couple contractions.

I sat up and timed them.

Ten minutes had passed. It was midnight. March 6th.

They were coming regularly. Strong. Intense. But not painful. There was power in them, but not suffering.

I stood up and went to the bathroom. I was calm.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 5

Each morning I woke up wondering, Is today the day?

The waiting felt sacred and sooo stretching at the same time. My body was heavy, full, and ready.

I supported my body intentionally like I always do. I took herbal supplements, homeopathy, and ate nutrient-dense meals. I ate dates faithfully. I drank red raspberry leaf tea daily. I took evening primrose oil. I moved gently. I rested A LOT.

But more than anything, I prepared spiritually.

I spent long stretches of time in prayer…not quick prayers, but deep ones. The kind where you sit still and listen. The kind where you lay your fears down one by one.

I prayed constantly.

When fear crept in (and it did) I rebuked it in Jesus’ name. Every intrusive thought. Every whispered “what if.” I refused to partner with fear.

This birth was not going to be led by anxiety.

I prayed boldly. I asked God for a beautiful birth. A peaceful birth. Even a pain-free birth. Not for comfort alone but so I could tell the story and give Him glory for it. This pregnancy had been so hard. I begged God for an easy birth.

The days kept passing.

38 weeks with twins.

People were shocked.

39 weeks.

More disbelief.

With every appointment, every check-in, everything remained steady and healthy. Two strong heartbeats. No distress. No complications.

And still we waited.

39 weeks and 6 days.

Nearly forty weeks pregnant with twins.

My belly felt impossibly full. My hips ached. Sleep didn’t exist. But my spirit felt anchored in the hope of Christ.

I knew the time was close.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 5

Each morning I woke up wondering, Is today the day?

The waiting felt sacred and sooo stretching at the same time. My body was heavy, full, and ready.

I supported my body intentionally like I always do. I took herbal supplements, homeopathy, and ate nutrient-dense meals. I ate dates faithfully. I drank red raspberry leaf tea daily. I took evening primrose oil. I moved gently. I rested A LOT.

But more than anything, I prepared spiritually.

I spent long stretches of time in prayer…not quick prayers, but deep ones. The kind where you sit still and listen. The kind where you lay your fears down one by one.

I prayed constantly.

When fear crept in (and it did) I rebuked it in Jesus’ name. Every intrusive thought. Every whispered “what if.” I refused to partner with fear.

This birth was not going to be led by anxiety.

I prayed boldly. I asked God for a beautiful birth. A peaceful birth. Even a pain-free birth. Not for comfort alone but so I could tell the story and give Him glory for it. This pregnancy had been so hard. I begged God for an easy birth.

The days kept passing.

38 weeks with twins.

People were shocked.

39 weeks.

More disbelief.

With every appointment, every check-in, everything remained steady and healthy. Two strong heartbeats. No distress. No complications.

And still we waited.

39 weeks and 6 days.

Nearly forty weeks pregnant with twins.

My belly felt impossibly full. My hips ached. Sleep didn’t exist. But my spirit felt anchored in the hope of Christ.

I knew the time was close.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 4

At 37 weeks, we went in for one final ultrasound to confirm the babies’ positions.

I lay there quietly, watching the screen, already knowing what I might see.

Baby A, the presenting baby, was breech.

I had prepared for this possibility. I knew statistically it could happen. I knew many women before me had birthed breech babies…especially twin mothers, especially mothers with multiple previous vaginal births. My body had done this before. It knew how to open. It knew how to work.

He also still had time to turn…

But even as I processed the image on the screen, I felt something else settle in my chest. This wasn’t about whether he would turn. This was about what it meant for my midwife. This was her line in the sand.

When I told her he was breech she said it was too much for her. She was willing to accompany us to the hospital, but she would not attend a home birth with a breech presenting twin.

The words landed heavy.

I felt crushed.

Part of me felt foolish. I had sensed her fear for months. I had wrestled with switching care earlier. Why hadn’t I? Why did I hold onto hope that she would come around?

But another part of me knew deep down that she was never meant to be part of this birth.

We parted peacefully. There was no anger. Only clarity.

She did not want to put me or my babies at risk.

And I did not want fear present in my birth space.

A hospital birth was not an option for me. I was not refusing medical care I would transfer if there were a true emergency, but there was no indication that one existed. My pregnancy had been healthy from the beginning.

This was not crisis.

I had so much trust in my body and knew that my prayers for a happy and healthy birth would be answered.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 4

At 37 weeks, we went in for one final ultrasound to confirm the babies’ positions.

I lay there quietly, watching the screen, already knowing what I might see.

Baby A, the presenting baby, was breech.

I had prepared for this possibility. I knew statistically it could happen. I knew many women before me had birthed breech babies…especially twin mothers, especially mothers with multiple previous vaginal births. My body had done this before. It knew how to open. It knew how to work.

He also still had time to turn…

But even as I processed the image on the screen, I felt something else settle in my chest. This wasn’t about whether he would turn. This was about what it meant for my midwife. This was her line in the sand.

When I told her he was breech she said it was too much for her. She was willing to accompany us to the hospital, but she would not attend a home birth with a breech presenting twin.

The words landed heavy.

I felt crushed.

Part of me felt foolish. I had sensed her fear for months. I had wrestled with switching care earlier. Why hadn’t I? Why did I hold onto hope that she would come around?

But another part of me knew deep down that she was never meant to be part of this birth.

We parted peacefully. There was no anger. Only clarity.

She did not want to put me or my babies at risk.

And I did not want fear present in my birth space.

A hospital birth was not an option for me. I was not refusing medical care I would transfer if there were a true emergency, but there was no indication that one existed. My pregnancy had been healthy from the beginning.

This was not crisis.

I had so much trust in my body and knew that my prayers for a happy and healthy birth would be answered.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 3

At twenty-nine weeks, I reluctantly agreed to go to the hospital for a comprehensive diagnostic ultrasound.

My husband and I were calm. We weren’t worried. But we thought if the most detailed scan available confirmed what we already knew, that everything was progressing perfectly, maybe it would bring my midwife peace.

The ultrasound was extremely thorough.

And the results were exactly what we expected.

Perfect.

Our baby girl was measuring a little smaller than her brother, but completely appropriate for her. On track, healthy and a trong.

Two thriving babies.

When we sat down to review the results with our midwife, I expected relief. Maybe even celebration.

But her reaction was guarded and reserved. As if she were still bracing for something to go wrong.

That was hard.

My body was clearly doing what it was designed to do, growing two precious lives beautifully, and yet the doubt lingered in the room.

The weeks continued to pass.

Every check-up remained normal. No complications. No concerns. Just two strong heartbeats and a steadily growing belly.

The aches and pains of carrying twins were very real. My hips burned. My back throbbed. Rolling over in bed became a strategic maneuver. But overall, my body was handling the pregnancy remarkably well.

And deep down, I still knew.

This was going to be a beautiful birth.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 3

At twenty-nine weeks, I reluctantly agreed to go to the hospital for a comprehensive diagnostic ultrasound.

My husband and I were calm. We weren’t worried. But we thought if the most detailed scan available confirmed what we already knew, that everything was progressing perfectly, maybe it would bring my midwife peace.

The ultrasound was extremely thorough.

And the results were exactly what we expected.

Perfect.

Our baby girl was measuring a little smaller than her brother, but completely appropriate for her. On track, healthy and a trong.

Two thriving babies.

When we sat down to review the results with our midwife, I expected relief. Maybe even celebration.

But her reaction was guarded and reserved. As if she were still bracing for something to go wrong.

That was hard.

My body was clearly doing what it was designed to do, growing two precious lives beautifully, and yet the doubt lingered in the room.

The weeks continued to pass.

Every check-up remained normal. No complications. No concerns. Just two strong heartbeats and a steadily growing belly.

The aches and pains of carrying twins were very real. My hips burned. My back throbbed. Rolling over in bed became a strategic maneuver. But overall, my body was handling the pregnancy remarkably well.

And deep down, I still knew.

This was going to be a beautiful birth.

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 2

Within minutes of the ultrasound confirming two healthy babies, my midwife began listing everything that could go wrong. Complications. Emergencies. Risks. She even said the words that pierced me…that my babies could die.

I remember gently reassuring her, telling her it was going to be okay. But I could see it in her eyes. I could hear it in her voice. She was afraid. This changed things.

Shortly after, we learned they were di/di twins meaning each with their own placenta and their own amniotic sac. The least risky type of twins. Both placentas were posterior. More good news.

At nineteen weeks, they were measuring perfectly.

And then we found out it was a boy and a girl.

After weeks of uncertainty, bleeding, and fear, we were carrying both.

Two heartbeats.
Two lives.
A son and a daughter.

Every day after finding out it was twins, I immersed myself in learning. I researched constantly. I read birth stories. I studied twin pregnancy nutrition. I focused on what I could control like protein intake, minerals, hydration, rest. I treated food like medicine. I protected my sleep. I moved gently. I listened to my body.

If I was going to grow two babies, I was going to give my body everything it needed to do it well.

And it did.

Every prenatal appointment was perfect. My blood pressure was strong. My weight gain was steady. The babies’ heartbeats were beautiful and reassuring. Growth was consistent. There were no red flags. No warning signs.

But it still wasn’t enough for my midwife.

She had experienced a twin loss years before, and I could feel how deeply that story still lived in her. It colored every conversation. My health didn’t seem to calm her. My birth history, six successful births, didn’t reassure her. Instead, each appointment felt heavy with “what if.”

What if one baby flipped.
What if labor stalled.
What if something went wrong.

I tried to stay steady. I reminded her (and myself) that this pregnancy was unfolding beautifully. But I could feel the subtle shift in our relationship. The woman who had stood beside me through five births and a miscarriage now looked at me with hesitation….

My Twin Pregnancy & Home Birth PART 2

Within minutes of the ultrasound confirming two healthy babies, my midwife began listing everything that could go wrong. Complications. Emergencies. Risks. She even said the words that pierced me…that my babies could die.

I remember gently reassuring her, telling her it was going to be okay. But I could see it in her eyes. I could hear it in her voice. She was afraid. This changed things.

Shortly after, we learned they were di/di twins meaning each with their own placenta and their own amniotic sac. The least risky type of twins. Both placentas were posterior. More good news.

At nineteen weeks, they were measuring perfectly.

And then we found out it was a boy and a girl.

After weeks of uncertainty, bleeding, and fear, we were carrying both.

Two heartbeats.
Two lives.
A son and a daughter.

Every day after finding out it was twins, I immersed myself in learning. I researched constantly. I read birth stories. I studied twin pregnancy nutrition. I focused on what I could control like protein intake, minerals, hydration, rest. I treated food like medicine. I protected my sleep. I moved gently. I listened to my body.

If I was going to grow two babies, I was going to give my body everything it needed to do it well.

And it did.

Every prenatal appointment was perfect. My blood pressure was strong. My weight gain was steady. The babies’ heartbeats were beautiful and reassuring. Growth was consistent. There were no red flags. No warning signs.

But it still wasn’t enough for my midwife.

She had experienced a twin loss years before, and I could feel how deeply that story still lived in her. It colored every conversation. My health didn’t seem to calm her. My birth history, six successful births, didn’t reassure her. Instead, each appointment felt heavy with “what if.”

What if one baby flipped.
What if labor stalled.
What if something went wrong.

I tried to stay steady. I reminded her (and myself) that this pregnancy was unfolding beautifully. But I could feel the subtle shift in our relationship. The woman who had stood beside me through five births and a miscarriage now looked at me with hesitation….

My Twin Pregnancy & Birth Story PART 1

The first trimester was harder than any of my other pregnancies. I was exhausted in a way I had never experienced before. Bone deep fatigue. My body felt heavy. Even small tasks left me winded. I remember wondering if this was just my age catching up to me. After all, this was baby number seven. Maybe my body was simply done being stretched and rearranged.

Before my first midwife appointment, I noticed I was measuring big for how far along I was. I brushed it off. Every pregnancy is different and my body already knows what to do… that’s what I told myself.

Then at nine weeks, everything changed.

In the middle of the night, I woke up to a sudden, unmistakable gush of fluid and blood. My heart dropped. This is it. I’m losing the baby.

I woke up my husband, we were both so scared. I grabbed my fetal doppler with shaking hands. It took a few seconds but then I heard it.

A heartbeat.

Strong. Steady. Real.

Relief washed over me, but it was fragile. The bleeding didn’t stop. It continued off and on for five long weeks. Every trip to the bathroom felt like bracing for bad news. Every day felt uncertain.

When I finally had my first midwife appointment, I asked for an ultrasound. I needed to see what was happening and figure out why I had been bleeding. I needed peace.

At fourteen weeks, I lay there watching the screen.

I saw a dark spot on the monitor and asked the midwife to look closer at it. And that’s when everything shifted.

Two babies.

I remember the moment so clearly.. the shock, the awe, the instant clarity. Twins. That’s why I had been so sick. That’s why I was measuring big. That’s why my body felt so overwhelmed.

And strangely, in that very moment, I felt complete peace. I was so excited. I had prayed for this!

I immediately knew I was going to have an amazing natural home birth, just like I had with my other children. I had zero doubts. Not a flicker of fear.

My Twin Pregnancy & Birth Story PART 1

The first trimester was harder than any of my other pregnancies. I was exhausted in a way I had never experienced before. Bone deep fatigue. My body felt heavy. Even small tasks left me winded. I remember wondering if this was just my age catching up to me. After all, this was baby number seven. Maybe my body was simply done being stretched and rearranged.

Before my first midwife appointment, I noticed I was measuring big for how far along I was. I brushed it off. Every pregnancy is different and my body already knows what to do… that’s what I told myself.

Then at nine weeks, everything changed.

In the middle of the night, I woke up to a sudden, unmistakable gush of fluid and blood. My heart dropped. This is it. I’m losing the baby.

I woke up my husband, we were both so scared. I grabbed my fetal doppler with shaking hands. It took a few seconds but then I heard it.

A heartbeat.

Strong. Steady. Real.

Relief washed over me, but it was fragile. The bleeding didn’t stop. It continued off and on for five long weeks. Every trip to the bathroom felt like bracing for bad news. Every day felt uncertain.

When I finally had my first midwife appointment, I asked for an ultrasound. I needed to see what was happening and figure out why I had been bleeding. I needed peace.

At fourteen weeks, I lay there watching the screen.

I saw a dark spot on the monitor and asked the midwife to look closer at it. And that’s when everything shifted.

Two babies.

I remember the moment so clearly.. the shock, the awe, the instant clarity. Twins. That’s why I had been so sick. That’s why I was measuring big. That’s why my body felt so overwhelmed.

And strangely, in that very moment, I felt complete peace. I was so excited. I had prayed for this!

I immediately knew I was going to have an amazing natural home birth, just like I had with my other children. I had zero doubts. Not a flicker of fear.

When you spend your entire pregnancy with fear being projected on you, getting everything you prayed for is such a dream!!

I’ll be posting my twin home birth story TODAY! 🙌🏼 #twinhomebirth #homebirth #twinbirth

When you spend your entire pregnancy with fear being projected on you, getting everything you prayed for is such a dream!!

I’ll be posting my twin home birth story TODAY! 🙌🏼 #twinhomebirth #homebirth #twinbirth

Our children belong to God! Deo Gratias!

There’s nothing greater that I have done in my life than having received the churches sacraments for me and my 8 children.

Frankie and Sophie have been baptized!

Scripture says that baptism is necessary for salvation. “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God.” John 3:5

Peter didn’t say “wait until they’re older.” He said:
“Repent and be baptized… for the forgiveness of your sins… the promise is for you AND for your children.” — Acts 2:38–39

Entire households were baptized (Acts 16:15, 16:33). No age restrictions because we don’t withhold grace from our children.

Just as circumcision brought infants into the Old Covenant, Baptism brings them into the New (Colossians 2:11–12).

🤎

Our children belong to God! Deo Gratias!

There’s nothing greater that I have done in my life than having received the churches sacraments for me and my 8 children.

Frankie and Sophie have been baptized!

Scripture says that baptism is necessary for salvation. “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God.” John 3:5

Peter didn’t say “wait until they’re older.” He said:
“Repent and be baptized… for the forgiveness of your sins… the promise is for you AND for your children.” — Acts 2:38–39

Entire households were baptized (Acts 16:15, 16:33). No age restrictions because we don’t withhold grace from our children.

Just as circumcision brought infants into the Old Covenant, Baptism brings them into the New (Colossians 2:11–12).

🤎

Baby Wearing Twins! How to baby wear twins in a stretchy wrap. #twins #babywearing

Baby Wearing Twins! How to baby wear twins in a stretchy wrap. #twins #babywearing

Equal rights for baby boys!! ✊🏼 Female Genital Mutilation was outlawed in the 90s for girls, yet thousands of baby boys suffer from it everyday across America. We’re the only country that routinely cuts off newborn males most sensitive part. This is a crime against American boys. Where are the “my body my choice” people when it comes to RIC?

#anticircumcision #circumcision #twins

Equal rights for baby boys!! ✊🏼 Female Genital Mutilation was outlawed in the 90s for girls, yet thousands of baby boys suffer from it everyday across America. We’re the only country that routinely cuts off newborn males most sensitive part. This is a crime against American boys. Where are the “my body my choice” people when it comes to RIC?

#anticircumcision #circumcision #twins

Our twins Franklin Garner & Sophia Marian were
Born at home March 6th, 2026 at 12:44am & 12:48am. They are officially a week old. 🩵🩷

Frankie 7lbs 12oz, 21 inches long
Sophie 6lbs 8oz, 20.5 inches long

We are in awe of Gods goodness and generosity.

Our twins Franklin Garner & Sophia Marian were
Born at home March 6th, 2026 at 12:44am & 12:48am. They are officially a week old. 🩵🩷

Frankie 7lbs 12oz, 21 inches long
Sophie 6lbs 8oz, 20.5 inches long

We are in awe of Gods goodness and generosity.

Not only does daddy get to carry you today, but he also caught you! Wow, what a fast and furious birth. 55 minutes, peacefully in our home. God is so good.

Full birth story coming soon.

#homebirth #twins #twinpregnancy

Not only does daddy get to carry you today, but he also caught you! Wow, what a fast and furious birth. 55 minutes, peacefully in our home. God is so good.

Full birth story coming soon.

#homebirth #twins #twinpregnancy

38 weeks + 4 days with di/di twins 🩵🩷 Yes… I’m still pregnant. 😆 And yes, that surprises people.

There’s a common assumption that all twins are born extremely premature or that twins are automatically high risk. But that isn’t always the case…

Di/di twins (dichorionic/diamniotic) each have their own placenta and their own amniotic sac. It’s the most common type of twin pregnancy and generally carries the lowest risk among twin types.

If you are seeing an OB they will recommend delivery of uncomplicated di/di twins sometime around 38 weeks. But many mothers who are healthy, well-nourished, closely monitored, and not pressured into early induction can safely continue pregnancy beyond that point when everything looks good.

Average twin birth weight in the U.S. is around 5–6 pounds largely because many twins are born preterm. But when twin pregnancies reach 37–38+ weeks, birth weights often look much different.

From the beginning, I focused on what I could control:
• early and adequate weight gain
• high protein intake
• rest and hydration
• balanced movement
• an experienced, supportive care team

And then I surrendered the rest to God.

I truly believe the body He designed and gave to me is capable of incredible things when it’s supported well and not driven by fear.

Every pregnancy is different.
Every mother deserves informed, individualized care.
But twin pregnancy is not automatically fragile.

🤎

Psalm 127 “children are a heritage from the Lord.”

38 weeks + 4 days with di/di twins 🩵🩷 Yes… I’m still pregnant. 😆 And yes, that surprises people.

There’s a common assumption that all twins are born extremely premature or that twins are automatically high risk. But that isn’t always the case…

Di/di twins (dichorionic/diamniotic) each have their own placenta and their own amniotic sac. It’s the most common type of twin pregnancy and generally carries the lowest risk among twin types.

If you are seeing an OB they will recommend delivery of uncomplicated di/di twins sometime around 38 weeks. But many mothers who are healthy, well-nourished, closely monitored, and not pressured into early induction can safely continue pregnancy beyond that point when everything looks good.

Average twin birth weight in the U.S. is around 5–6 pounds largely because many twins are born preterm. But when twin pregnancies reach 37–38+ weeks, birth weights often look much different.

From the beginning, I focused on what I could control:
• early and adequate weight gain
• high protein intake
• rest and hydration
• balanced movement
• an experienced, supportive care team

And then I surrendered the rest to God.

I truly believe the body He designed and gave to me is capable of incredible things when it’s supported well and not driven by fear.

Every pregnancy is different.
Every mother deserves informed, individualized care.
But twin pregnancy is not automatically fragile.

🤎

Psalm 127 “children are a heritage from the Lord.”

The final countdown is here. Twins can come at anytime! I pray it’s soon but I trust Gods timing. #twinmom #twinpregnancy #boygirltwins

The final countdown is here. Twins can come at anytime! I pray it’s soon but I trust Gods timing. #twinmom #twinpregnancy #boygirltwins

Only a little while longer as the baby of the family. 🥹 Tommy is SO excited to be a big brother. He told me when I first became pregnant that there were two babies! I’d say “no, just one, is it a boy or a girl?” And he’d say “BOTH!”
#bigbrother #twins #momof8

Only a little while longer as the baby of the family. 🥹 Tommy is SO excited to be a big brother. He told me when I first became pregnant that there were two babies! I’d say “no, just one, is it a boy or a girl?” And he’d say “BOTH!”
#bigbrother #twins #momof8

Twin Name Reveal! 🩵🩷

Okay, so it’s not their whole names, but the nicknames we will be calling them. Short for Franklin and Sophia.

All of our children go by their nicknames, so it’s fitting they already have nicknames picked out and we have been calling them by them.

What is so special about the twins names is that before I even got pregnant, I decided if we were to have any more children I would let my husband be fully in charge of naming them. Didn’t know at the time he’d get a two for one deal 😅

We still don’t have their middle names picked so we are totally taking suggestions still on those!

#namereveal #babynames #twins

Twin Name Reveal! 🩵🩷

Okay, so it’s not their whole names, but the nicknames we will be calling them. Short for Franklin and Sophia.

All of our children go by their nicknames, so it’s fitting they already have nicknames picked out and we have been calling them by them.

What is so special about the twins names is that before I even got pregnant, I decided if we were to have any more children I would let my husband be fully in charge of naming them. Didn’t know at the time he’d get a two for one deal 😅

We still don’t have their middle names picked so we are totally taking suggestions still on those!

#namereveal #babynames #twins

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