TwinsTales

By Alma Phillipson

Times were a lot different back in Dowagiac, Michigan in 1962 when I became pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl. There were no ultrasounds in those days, so I didn't find out I was having twins until my eighth month of pregnancy! The doctor had his suspicions because I was so huge. I could eat just by setting my plate on top of my tummy! So the doctor finally decided to do an x-ray. I still remember him coming to the house afterward and telling me to sit down. (Doctors still made house calls in those days.) He drew a little picture and showed me, "Now here's the first baby, and here's the second baby . . ." And that is how I found out that we were having twins! Click to read the rest of this entry

By Sharon Ivanauskas

When my fraternal twin girls were around eleven months old, they were sitting in their superyard, playing with toys on the foam matting. Poor Emily had had a stomach virus, but seemed to be doing fine. I went to do something around the house, came by to check on them about five minutes later, and saw Elise sitting there eating a small piece of American cheese. I thought to myself, That is strange. I don't remember giving them any cheese in there. Then I realized that Emily had barfed up the cheese, and Elise was helping herself to the bits of cheese out of the vomit!

This story is now known by all my friends, and whenever they introduce me to new people I very often get asked to tell them the "cheese story"! Click to read the rest of this entry

By Danielle Maroulis

I am the proud mother of two sets of twins, ages 12 years and 18 months. I am often asked if I took medication to get pregnant, and the answer is no, I did not. All natural. Both pregnancies were not planned. Just a pure blessing from God. Click to read the rest of this entry

By Lillian Cauldwell

Grandmother of Identical Twins

The twins, Pearl and Lily (Lily's the oldest by 1 minute), are hard to tell apart. You must look at their jaw line. Lily has a square jaw line. Pearl's jaw line is oval. Both love to dance. You put on any kind of music (except classical) and they jounce and bounce as they listen.

Lily doesn't like to share. She'll toddle over to Pearl and yank the toy out of Pearl's hand. On the other hand, Pearl loves to share. She'll pick up her bottle and Lily's and hand it over to her older sister.

Pearl is the adventurer. Nothing deters her from exploring. When we go to the playground, Lily squats on the dirt and surveys her kingdom. Pearl wanders off and explores. She walks over anything that's in her way. She'll walk up to strangers and look up. Click to read the rest of this entry

By Janie Glover

I am 34 and a fraternal twin. My twin sister and I couldn't be more different! I am 5 feet, 1 inch, with blonde hair, fair skin and blue eyes. My twin sister is 5 feet, 4 inches, with brown hair, olive skin and brown eyes. She looks like my mom, older sister and older brother, while I look like my dad.

Growing up, we hated each other most of the time. I was Daddy's girl, and my sister was Mommy's girl. If I cried, Dad would have to tend to me, and if she cried, Mommy would get her. We could do some of the things that identical twins could pull, such as impersonating one another--but we had to do it via phone since we don't look anything alike!

Fortunately, we have grown much closer over the years. She and I live 30 minutes from each other now, and we talk every day. Finally, I appreciate being a twin!

By Phylana Stowers

I am the mother of 5 children, with the last two being boy/girl twins. When they were born, I never let them wear the Raggedy Ann and Andy sets of clothes people always wanted to bring over for them to wear and match. I always wanted them to be their own people. Next year, they will be going to Kindergarten, and they will be separated. It will be difficult for them at first because they have been together all of their lives.

A couple months ago, Kylee was invited to a girly birthday party, and Tyler wasn't invited. Tyler wanted to know when the birthday party was, and I told him that only Kylee was invited to the party because it was only for girls. He looked at me with an odd face and said, "But we're twins!" I think they will be better for the separation. Click to read the rest of this entry

By Lisa Yarosh

I'm an identical twin, and twins run in our family. (My aunts are twins; one of their daughters had twins. . . .) Click to read the rest of this entry

By Holly Engel-Smothers

Childhood is a marvelous time, a time for imaginative play, invisible friends, magic, and make-believe. Remember playing with Barbie and friends? Barbie always had a perfect wardrobe (no "fat closet") with shoes to match that never hurt Barbie's feet. Barbie never had a bad hair day. Barbie had a perfect car to match her perfect clothes, hair, and body.

When there were crocodiles under the bed, Daddy would easily take care of the situation by eating them. Invisible friends staying up late playing cards? No problem! A simple scolding would send them scattering to their invisible beds. Click to read the rest of this entry

By Kendra Davis

"It's twins!" the ultrasound technician exclaimed as she scanned my abdomen. My husband Hugh held my hand as tears streamed down my smiling face as we both watched two fluttering heartbeats in two gestational sacs. After eight years, our prayers had finally been answered.

We already had two wonderful sons, Geoffrey (then 11) and Cameron (then 8), but we knew we wanted more children. Our infertility was unexplained, and we were told that our only option left was to try IVF. We did and it worked--we were thrilled to be expecting twins.

At seventeen weeks gestation, I had a level II ultrasound done, and both babies were doing very well. Twin B was definitely a boy, but twin A didn't cooperate--I was hoping it was girl! Click to read the rest of this entry

By Holly Engel-Smothers

The day you find out you are expecting twins, things start to really double-up! Enjoy adding your own "double" events as your life with twins races by on four feet and twenty toes! Click to read the rest of this entry