During my twin pregnancy, I have nine weeks in hospital.
It was not all doom and gloom, but we had lots of fun.
So we have my breastfeeding pillow pimpd when we went to the Christmas night Mass so it just seemed like someone in my bed.
And of course there were also frequently pulled funny faces ...
All in all I still look back with pleasure on those days, especially now I know that everything has come.
And I have two beautiful sons.