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I found out I was having twins when I was 5 months along. From then on out I had to go to 2 different doctors at 2 different hospitals. On February 27th of 2009 I went to Fletcher Allen hospital in Burlington Vermont for a routine ultrasound. They didn’t like what they saw so they admitted me. They gave me a shot to help develop the boys lungs. Four long hours later my twin boys came at just 31 weeks. I was scared to death, I had no idea. Brandon was twin A and weighed 3lbs 5 oz and was 16 inches long. Jayden twin B was 2lbs 10 oz and 14 inches long. They rushed them down the hall to the NICU. It was a very long night and the next day we found out that it wasn’t Jayden the smaller of the 2 who had problems but Brandon. He struggled through the day and at a awful 2:30 in the morning of March 1st of 2009 our precious baby died. It was horrible. The most horrible thing I have done this far in my life. Our son Jayden is now 6 months old and doing great and doesn’t have any health issues except being a few pounds smaller than other 6 month olds.