They were what the doctor called super preemies, meaning they weren't in any danger. I made it to 34 weeks, which is good for twins. My blood pressure crept up a little, but not to a degree of concern. I had an uneventful pregnancy with no significant problems. I took a year of medical leave from my stressful job as an Assistant Public Defender to nurture my pregnancy. But a doctor said I could still carry children, and so I went ahead with all the confidence in the world that I could do it. I knew I was pregnant with twins almost immediately because the numbers that my doctor was tracking shot up dramatically - and I was excited.ĭuring the pregnancy, I returned to Chinatown for more acupuncture treatments to help the pregnancy, which had a low success rate for women over 50. I took them out for nature walks, to museums, and for lots of far-flung vacations.
From the time they were born, weve done a lot of traveling and exploring. Theyve just finished their freshman years in college, and both made the Deans list. Two were successful and eventually grew to become my beloved John and Ally. Im in my 70s now, and they keep me young. The next time the doctor examined me, we got the good news. The next time I saw the acupuncturist was at the IVF clinic outside of Princeton, where she performed a different type of procedure just minutes before moving to another room, where my doctor implanted the fertilized eggs in my uterus. The first time failed, and the second implant resulted in an ectopic pregnancy that had to be terminated to save my life. This was the third time my partner and I tried to have kids through IVF. I hoped this would help my body accept the fertilized eggs that my IVF doctor would implant, and it would take me to a full-term pregnancy. Within a couple of minutes, she returned and explained how the treatment worked while she placed tiny needles into my stomach. I had two other kids, Jet and Austin - already 20 and 10 - from a former marriage, but since he wanted to have kids, I agreed to try. I was 53 and living in Queens, New York, then with my partner, who wanted to have kids. The acupuncturist called my name and led me into the treatment room, where I undressed, slipped on a robe, and lay on the table. After finding it, I opened the door to a bright and cheery office, checked in, and waited. It has been edited for length and clarity.Īs I climbed the old wrought iron stairs in a nondescript building in Chinatown, I looked for the apartment number for the acupuncturist that my IVF doctor had given me. This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Kate Kearney. Account icon An icon in the shape of a person's head and shoulders.
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