As a young girl I’d been a huge fan of the show ‘Sister, Sister’, deciding that when I had children of my own, I’d definitely have twins. Fast forward many years, including a diagnosis of PCOS in my early twenties, and I’m lying on a bed in the EPU with my husband of 18 months, Tom, being told we’re expecting twins – high five to me for manifesting that childhood goal! But it wasn’t meant to be… I was 9 weeks along and there due to a peachy coloured discharge I came to know all too well. I was told to rest and signed off work.