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𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫
"𝑵𝑶 𝑾𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵, 𝑵𝑶 𝑪𝑹𝒀" 𝒃𝒚 𝑩𝒐𝒃 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒔
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It was a icy, snowy and cold morning on December 29, 1996. Adonis's favorite kind of weather. It was just two days after my twenty-fourth birthday. I sat there in a hospital bed unable to see past my humongous belly, completely numb as my gynecologist, Dr. Jabrowski, informed me that I would have to have an emergency C-Section.
"What? Excuse me, Doctor. But what exactly is going on?" Abraham said, as everyone in the room jumped up right along with him at the frightening news.
"Well, Mr. and Mrs. Quiñones, Mr. Prince, Mr. and Mrs. Jackson," Dr. Jabrowski slowly started, addressing Adonis's parents and mine. "My team and I have discovered some interesting news about your daughter and daughter-in-law, and in short, she cannot give a natural birth or she will die."
The room got tense. I could barely move, but I snapped my eyes over away from him and let out a shaky sigh. I didn't care, but at the same time, I did. I felt so miserable. My Epidural wasn't working, and I just wanted this to be over and done with already. But I knew I couldn't handle another death, though.
Even if it was my own.
"I-I don't understand." My mother said with a very worried tone, reaching over and grabbing my hand, squeezing it tight. "What's the matter with my baby? Will she be alright?"
"She absolutely will, but we absolutely have to have this C-Section. It's completely normal, trust me. Hardly anyone naturally pushes out two babies these days."
Excuse me?
"What?" The room rang out with everyone's voices, even mine.
Dr. Jabrowski let out an uncomfortable chuckle. "Um, yes. Well, when you were first admitted last night and we did your ultrasound, we realized that there was one more little guy hanging out inside of you. You're going to be taking home twins, Mrs. Prince-Quiñones. Congratulations."
I didn't know whether to be excited or even more terrified. My anxiety had been through the roof these past nine months as I thought about being a mother at such a young age, especially about the fact that I would have to do this alone. I was already driving myself crazy preparing for one kid, now I have two.
