Seeing them separated for the first time felt like a miracle
I
was already a mother of three when I lay back for my 10-week ultrasound in 2019. At first, seeing the gel on my stomach and the flickering black and white image on screen was familiar and soothing. Then I saw the look on the sonographer’s face.
She dropped the probe and ran out of the room without a word. I tried not to panic, but by the time she sprinted back in with a doctor, who looked at the screen and said, “Oh my goodness”, I was terrified.
I now live in California but I was born in Ukraine; English is my second language. I heard the words, “It looks like you have conjoined twins” but I didn’t understand what that meant. It was only later, when I got back to my car and looked up the word, that I fully understood what was going on.
