My Beautiful Twins

Hi, i'm Keighley and i'm 16. I'm kinda new to writing this stuff, so bear with me. I'll try not to make it too long.
It all started back in year 8, when i was 12. I a boy at school called Danny, and we became really close. We were best friends.
One day, Danny asked me out on a date. Even though my parents are quite strict about dates, i agreed anyway.
That night was the most perfect night of my life. We got back to Dannys place, and we ended up having sex. We hadn't planned it - it just.. happened.
The next day at school, we spoke about it and agreed not to tell anyone. After all, i was only 12, and he was 14.
Over the next few weeks, i began to feel sick when i woke in the mornings. I had slight pains in my stomach as well. Deep down, i already knew what was wrong. It was like an instinct telling me.
I went to the doctors and he confirmed my fears. I was pregnant. When the doctor told me, i just burst into tears. I was so scared and i felt so alone. To make things worse, Danny had finished with me the day before.
Eventually, 2 months on, i plucked up the courage to tell my parents. They went crazy at first. My mum was just crying, saying 'Not my little girl...' over and over. I felt so awful, like i had let them down.
Once the shock had worn off, they promised they would be with me, whatever i decided to do.
Over the next few months, my bump started to grow, and strangers started to talk. Whisper behind my back. Some would tut and shake their head at me.
Even though it hurt, having people judging me like that, it made me stronger. I realised that this baby was the most important thing to me.
When i went for a routine scan a few months later, i discovered i was having twins. That was a shock, i can tell you! I didn't know how i would cope with one baby, let alone 2!
When i was at home, i let it sink in. I was going to be a mother of twins. My babies. For the first time, i felt a flutter of excitment.
From then on, i turned a corner. I was no longer that little kid who got herself pregnant. I was a mum-to-be and proud of it. I didn't let anyone get to me.
A later scan revealed the babies were identical girls.
In the evenings, i'd be watching TV, and one of the babies would kick. 30 seconds later, the other would kick. It was like they were having an argument inside me! I didn't care - each kick meant my babies were still there, still safe.
As my due date (26th July) got closer, i begain to feel a little more anxious. I'd come this far, but i was so scared that something would happen to the babies. I'd wake up in the night and instictively put my hand on my bump.
26th July came, but.. the babies didn't. I was sure that they would be on time - if not early. Finally, on 27th July at 7:46am, i felt the first contraction. It wasn't painful, just uncomfortable. I got up, took a shower and went and had breakfast.
By 10am, the contractions were becoming more painful, but they we still far apart.
I decided to wake my parents and tell them i was in labour. They were so calm about it. My dad helped me pack a bag, while my mum went and phoned the hospital.
5 minutes later, my mum came upstairs and asked me how far apart the contractions were. I said about 10 minutes, and my mum said to tell her as soon as they started getting closer together.
Another 2 hours passed, and the contractions were finally 7 minutes apart. We got in the car and made our way to the hospital.
I was in really bad pain by this point. I was screaming and yelling so loud, people were staring from their car windows. I didn't care though - i just wanted to get these babies out of me.
When we got to the hospital, i was hooked up to lots of different machines. I found it really reassuring, listening to the babies heartbeats. I focused my breathing around those heartbeats and tried to blank out the pain.
4 hours later, i felt the need to push. I screamed for a nurse. She checked me and said i was 10cm, and i could push with the next contraction. I started pushing and pushing, screaming in agony. I didn't think it would hurt so much.
After 45 minutes of pushing, there was no progress. I wasn't pushing hard enough. The doctor said that if the babies didnt make an appearence within the next 15 minutes, i'd have to have a C-Section. I didn't want that, so, with every contraction, i pushed and pushed, harder and harder. I felt an intense burning, stinging sensation and the nurse told me that the head was crowning. She told me to push slowly to avoid tearing. I took a deep breath, and pushed. The head slowly sqeezed out and i let our an ear piercing scream. I wanted to stop pushing, but the first baby was nearly out. I took a deep breath and gave one last massive push. I let out a massive scream and the baby slid into the world.
Soon, the pains started up again, My body knew what it was doing this time, so i got ready and waited for the contraction to reach its peak. When it did, i bore down as hard as i could, and the head slipped right down into crowning position. I gave a few more pushes, and the head squeezed out. I realaxed for a few minutes and got ready to push the rest of it out. The contraction came. I knew this was it. The last push. I took a deep breath, and gripping the side bars, i pushed an almighty push and the second baby slid into this world.
I fell back on the pillows, exhausted. I couldn't believe i did it. I'd given birth to my babies.
Jadye was born first, weighing 7lbs 14oz and Emily was born 15 minuted later, weighing 7lbs 1oz.
I looked down at them in amazment. They both had a mop of jet black her and piercing blue eyes, just like me. They were so tiny, so perfect. I took in every detail of their beautiful looks.
Jayde and Emily are 4 years old now. Even though they are a real handful, i wouldn't change anything for the world. They're so so close. They never argue, never fight. They're always together, through everything. United. Just like i'd always imagined my twins would be. They're identical in every way, apart from their personalities. Jayde is a typical first born. She's the leader and the loudest of the 2. Emily is cheeky and funny.
Together, they're my beautiful twins.

Sorry its so long, i hope i haved bored you.

Wow, ive got alot of admiration for you Keighley it must have been really hard at first but it sounds to me that you have coped extremely well with your situation and you seem like a very mature young lady.

Im proud of you girl, You have proved that even at such a young age you overcome the fear.
Dont let anyone ever tell you any differnt


Thank you so much for sharing you story with us.

Thank you

No problem

Wow, Pregnant at 12. I'm only 13 on thats like a big wow to me. Well good luck