In February 2014, just a week before my 28th birthday, I was on cloud nine to get that positive pregnancy test result, totally elated, and also slightly wondering how I would be able to hide my non-drinking from friends at my birthday drinks that weekend. A few weeks later I started to experience the overwhelming nausea, closely followed by physical sickness that seemed to last from the moment I woke up from the moment I collapsed at night. When I eventually got to the 12 week point, with everyone telling me the sickness would soon settle down, never did I ever consider I’d hear the words at the scan…”here’s the first baby”. We were completely blown away. They could tell from the scan I was carrying identical twins, sharing a single placenta. This meant our pregnancy was classed as “high risk”, and from that point on we were under consultant care, and would be receiving fortnightly scans, tests and consultations.