My name is Norma Faith and this is my story.
Some names have been changed for protection of identity, I have written this to the truest of my memory of every encounter, every situation, every feeling.
- A Former Government Kid.
Emma was told by her mother she was special, in a way she was. She was born through extraordinary circumstances alongside her twin brother Emmett. Miss Reynolds was unable to conceive children and opted for IVF to fulfil her dream of mothering a daughter, previous to their birth she had fallen pregnant as a teenager to a son, John Reynolds. He was bright, motivated and successful in the Army; I suppose Mrs Reynolds became a little lonely, she was unmarried and hadn’t seen that as a reason to stay childless! With a living son she would like a healthy daughter to complete the family. Mrs Reynolds had got more than she bargained for when introduced to Professor Winston, now a lord. He was the head of fertility and excepted to help Miss Reynolds have a child; since she had already conceived there shouldn’t be an issue her conceiving again. Winston leading the investigation into why this had now become an issue, the problem was found and the only way she would conceive would be with their help.
It was a long and emotional journey for the mother; she suffered a miscarriage of another son along the way. It wasn’t long until she got the news she had been yearning for. "You're pregnant" announced the nurse operating the ultrasound, Miss Reynolds burst out with excitement, now her fingers crossed it would be a daughter, "-with twins" she finished, Miss Reynolds at first felt stunned, unsure if she had heard correctly and there on the screen in black and white was two fertilised eggs! "Twins!" she gasped.
Emma & Emmett
November 7th 1991
Miss Reynolds lay asleep in bed; on December 25th 1991 her twins would be due. that was the date given but that was not the date they would come. Miss Reynolds fell into early labour and her worst fears struck, "I’m loosing my babies!" rushed to Hammersmith hospital in early hours of the morning, the doctors prepped the soon to be mother for a long and painful delivery, since the children were going to be premature; their doubts stung the air cold.
It was 4:00am when the first baby arrived; a beautiful and healthy baby girl exactly what Miss Reynolds had prayed for, it was then that she thought she had twin girls! How her eldest son would be so happy to have two little sisters to care for. Suddenly complication struck and the second child was having problems arriving, time was running out and the baby's life was now at risk. With no other option they rushed Miss Reynolds to theatre, she would now have to have a C-Section, but before they could even sedate a now anxious Miss Reynolds the baby arrived; the midwife caught the baby before he could fall from the table. After such a dramatic entrance to the world, the nurse shook off her shock and held the baby up, "it's a boy" the mother of twins had two sons and a daughter, with her girl being her only daughter she knew she would do anything for that child.
It wasn’t long until a line of guests came eager to visit the twins. Cousins, distant cousins, friends; John the new brother was fighting in the Army so would be notified by letter at some point. Miss Reynolds visited the babies in the Special Care Babies Unit at any chance she could, she feared for their lives, they were so small and unable to be fed by breast. They were covered in wires and drips that kept their little bodies fighting.
Each day carried new hope and new doubt; Emmett was just a four weeks old when he needed an operation. The twins both stayed in the safety of the incubators with the doctors watching over them like angels. Miss Reynolds reached out her hand through the holes of their little bubble and touched Emma's silky skin, her fingers were smaller than pennies, her tiny toes and her body was the size of Miss R's hand. Her little girl looked so fragile. Helpless.
A couple of months passed and the twins survived against the odds, they were little fighters. They arrived home at Bentham Court on Essex Road, in London where they grew to their seventh year; getting into all sorts of trouble along the way. This earned Emmett his infamous nickname 'trouble', Emma and Emmett were incredibly close and held that bond for so long, their love for each other bought happiness to all that met them. The twins needed no friends because they had each other.