My sister, Mindy, was supposed to be,
the penultimate child, when Julie made three.
But, unknown to everyone, there was one more
Yes, I surprised all of them. I'm number four!
Here's the backstory:
When my mother was pregnant with my twin sister, Julie and I, she didn't know we were twins. They didn't have ultrasounds back in the day - we were lucky they had running water and electricity :-) Anyway, my mother's water broke 6 weeks early and the doctor thought the cord might be wrapped around the baby's neck so they did an emergency c-section. After Julie was born, the doctor started to stich up my mother, when he said, "Oh my gosh, there's another one in there!" Enter #4! So, Julie ended up being the penultimate child instead of Mindy. Cool story, isn't it?
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