Although I have made the decision to keep the baby, it is still not so easy for me to tell my grandparents about it.

I dragged on for a whole week, and finally hit the side knock on the side of the pile, and my grandmother guessed the facts.

At first, my grandmother was very happy, and she said that she was looking forward to the four generations in the same house. But when she knew that the child had no father, she didn't agree with me giving birth to the baby. Grandma is stubborn, but she is not inferior to me at all.

Grandpa felt sorry for me and asked me which boy I had been deceived, and he said that he would make decisions for me.

I shook my head and didn't say.

Grandpa asked me again if I really liked the child's father, and if he did, he would tie me back even if he had a lot of flowers, and let him marry me.

I kept my head down and didn't say a word.

My grandmother, who wanted to save face, forced me to have an abortion, but I refused to live or die. My grandmother hadn't spoken to me for days.

Today, however, how is it different?

My grandmother actually prepared breakfast for me early in the morning and told me to get up and go to breakfast as usual.

At breakfast, my grandmother even told me that she agreed with me to give birth to the baby.

Is the sun rising in the west today?

Grandma, who has always been the most face-saving, forced me to beat this unknown baby a few days ago, what happened today, and suddenly nodded and agreed that I would keep him?

Watching my grandmother turn around and walk into the room, I quietly leaned in and asked my grandfather, "Did grandma take the wrong medicine today, or did she test me by talking back?" ”

"Your grandma really agreed." Grandpa's face was serious.

I didn't believe my ears.

"Put away your disbelief on your face, it took me a lot of effort to convince your grandmother to agree."

"Grandma isn't afraid of those aunts and mothers in the community gossiping?" I still can't believe it.

"None of this matters, I'm just asking you, if we insist on not letting you stay, will you stay or not?"

If I had been hesitant before, I would not have thought of staying if my grandmother had been so vehemently opposed. But since I have made up my mind to stay, it is useless for others to say anything.

"Stay." I said firmly.

"In that case, someone has to take a step back. It might as well be your grandmother, after all, we are all looking forward to having a fourth generation, and if it weren't for the fact that this child has no father, I think your grandmother would have been very happy. ”

"I ......"

"Don't say anything, don't you have to go to the prenatal checkup today, do you want your grandparents to accompany you?"

"No, the hospital is crowded and the air is not good. You can't go with me, and you can't go into the consultation room. It's the same as waiting for me outside, so it's better not to go. ”

Grandpa nodded.

Grandma didn't come out until I went out to the hospital.

I think although she agreed with me to keep the baby, it will take some time for her to do a good job of being pointed at in the future.

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"Oooh!"

The young doctor who gave me an ultrasound suddenly screamed, which startled me a lot.

"What, what's wrong with the baby?"

"No problems, no problems, that's good news. Congratulations, twins. ”

"Double ...... Twins? "I was stunned.

"Uh-huh, um, two gestational sacs, very clear."

I waited for a while before I excitedly thanked the little doctor.

The little doctor was embarrassed, and said it was my own blessing.

As soon as I got out of the ultrasound room, I couldn't wait to call home.

It was Grandpa who answered the phone. When I told him the news, he stammered with joy.

At this time, I heard my grandmother's voice asking him what was wrong.

Grandpa would just say there, "Twins, twins." ”

Grandma didn't react for a while, and grandpa said it several times before grandma asked, "Is Zicha pregnant with twins?" ”

"yes, yes." Grandpa's voice was full of joy.

"At home...... The family is finally ...... It's finally popular again. Grandma's voice choked up.

That's when I realized that grandma actually really cared about my baby. As grandpa said, if the babies have a father, grandma should be happy.

My grandparents kept telling me on the phone to be careful on the way back when I came back. Tell me to stop crowding the bus and take a taxi. He also asked me to remind the driver to drive slower, steady, and not too bumpy.

When I took a taxi home as I said, I could smell the smell of chicken soup as soon as I opened the door.

Then I saw that the table in the restaurant was full of delicious food.

When my grandparents heard that I was back, they immediately came out of the kitchen to greet me, and told me to sit down and eat first, so as not to starve their great-grandchildren.

The nervousness they looked at before, I had never seen before, and they almost amused me.

Grandpa brought the chicken soup out of the kitchen.

Grandma said: "Zicha, you have to eat more, it is very hard to conceive two babies, and your own nutrition must keep up." ”

For so many days, my grandmother kept cold to me and ignored me. Today, not only did I agree to keep the baby, but at the moment he cared about me as usual, and I suddenly shed a few tears of excitement.

"Silly child, you have to be in a good mood to give birth to a good-tempered baby, but you can't cry." Grandma patted me on the shoulder and said.

……

For the next two weeks, my grandparents were in a state of high spirits.

One night I heard my grandmother say to my grandfather, "Old man, you're right. We're all so old, we've been through so many bad things, and we've all survived. Now it's God who has sent gifts to our family, and we have given two of them. What a blessing it is to be able to live with four generations in my lifetime, I don't care what others say! ”

Grandpa also said: "Yes, let others say what they like." With their mouths on their faces, we can't control it, but this great-great-grandson is really our family, and our lives are our own, not for them. We are all people who have half a foot in the coffin, can't we see through this? ”

At that moment, my heart was full of warmth, and I thought, it is really the right thing to keep the baby.

Families like ours need more popularity and liveliness, especially for these two twilight old people who have suffered the loss of their children and grandchildren, this is the most important thing.

However, while our family was still immersed in great joy, the bad news began to come one after another when I had another prenatal checkup.

First of all, during my prenatal checkup, the ultrasound doctor found that my two gestational sacs had not yet sprouted until this time, and other pregnant women could detect the fetal heartbeat at this time.

The obstetrician reminded me that the fetus could stop and that if it didn't sprout after a while, it would have to be beaten.

I was stupid on the spot.

When I got home, I didn't dare to tell my grandparents about it, but I only said that everything was normal when I checked it out.

But behind the scenes, I soaked in the group of mothers waiting for the fetal heart every day, although I heard that many mothers still failed to keep their children, but it was difficult to have one out of ten.

As long as a mother in the group suddenly excitedly says that her baby has a fetal heartbeat, all of us will be excited and even cry for her.

I think those lucky mothers are the hope of all of us, and every one of us in the group stubbornly thinks that she will be one of the lucky few.

But when I was more than 70 days pregnant, I started bleeding.

At first, there was not much blood, and I increased the amount of tocolytic pills to myself, but I didn't dare to go to the doctor for fear of hearing bad news from the doctor.

I padd a few pads and barely managed to hold on for another two days.

However, there was more and more blood, and the pads were no longer able to hold it.

I started changing sanitary napkins and at first it didn't exceed two per day. Gradually, there was more and more blood, and the sanitary napkins were changed more and more frequently.

I'm starting to get scared.

I thought about it, I still had to go to the doctor, and although I was afraid that the doctor would insist that I kill the baby, I was even more afraid of losing the baby because I didn't do anything.

So I sneaked out to the emergency room.

However, what I didn't expect was that there would be so many people in the emergency room!

Because I didn't have labor pains, and I didn't have broken amniotic water, although I was bleeding a lot, it didn't seem to be enough to bleed heavily, so I couldn't seek medical attention immediately, and I still had to queue up.

I waited for more than two hours, but it still didn't take my turn.

The nurse said that because it was a Sunday and there was no outpatient clinic, they were all in the emergency room, but in fact, some of them were not too urgent.

After a while, many mothers asked the nurse again and again when it was their turn, and they all said that their situation was urgent.

Finally, the nurse let all the bleeding mothers enter the room in turn, and the head nurse will check them first, and the rest will continue to wait in line.

I saw that when the mothers in front of me came out of the room, their numbers were moved forward by the nurse.

I thought I'd be moving forward with so much blood.

However, when I went in and the head nurse gave me a piece of paper to wipe out the blood and show her, she said to me, "It's okay, you go out and line up." ”

What the? Am I not serious?

I was anxious and asked the head nurse, "I'm okay with so much blood?" ”

The head nurse replied, "The color of your blood is not bright red, but dark red, which means that it is not flowing now, and it should have stopped inside." If the blood can't stop flowing, it will be bright red, and the dark color will be stale blood. It's not that it's okay, it's just not as serious as the mothers in front of you, you go out and wait, and when it's your turn, you ask the doctor specifically. ”

When I first heard these words, I was upset and felt like I was being ignored. However, on second thought, this is a good thing, and it shows that there may be hope for my baby.

So he changed his mood and obediently sat at the door and waited in line.

However, when it was my turn, the doctor said after listening to my condition: "Although your blood is not bright red, your baby has no fetal heartbeat until now, and it may be that the fetus has stopped." You'll still have to be prepared to knock them out. ”

When I heard this, I immediately burst into tears and begged the doctor to find a way to help me protect my life.

But the doctor came back and persuaded me: "This is survival of the fittest, it should not be kept, and it is not interesting to force insurance." ”

I cried and begged.

The doctor couldn't help me and said, "Well, I see that your last ultrasound was done four days ago." Or let's give the baby another chance, I will give you a B ultrasound now, and if the baby has a fetal heartbeat, I will give you insurance. If you haven't already, you really can't stay. ”

I nodded in agreement, and there was one more hope.

The results of the ultrasound were still gratifying, because the baby sprouted, but only a gestational sac was seen.

The doctor said that maybe the other gestational sac was not good, so he was biochemical, and this is why there was so much blood.

Now that there is a good one in it, and it has sprouted, the doctor will protect the fetus for me, but whether I can keep it depends on my own creation.

The doctor changed me to a tocolytic pill and increased the dosage and told me to go home first. As long as the bleeding does not increase, take it for a week and then come back for a check-up.

Although the twins have become single babies, there is still hope that this one will be saved, so I don't care about sadness at all, all I am worried about is whether the remaining baby can be saved.

However, in the middle of the night the next day, I suddenly felt hot and wet under my buttocks, as if I had wetted the bed.

I woke up to find a large pool of bright red blood on the sheets.

I was so frightened that I immediately put on my clothes and rushed to the hospital.