Safe & Sound- (A Taylor Swift AU)

~chapter 41~ monoamniotic

Taylor's POV (April 28th)
I am 32 weeks pregnant today! I am so miserable. This pregnancy is the most exhausting thing that has ever happened to me. Travis has been the sweetest boyfriend through it all. He takes me to all my appointments, helps me do things around the house, most importantly he takes care of Chloe and makes sure she understands why mommy can't do everything she needs me to do. Our relationship was rocky a month ago, but now I think we are where we need to be to remain okay. He is my anchor and he has a strong hold.

"Tay? .... Honey?... Baby girl?..." I zone back in to hear Travis's voice from downstairs. "Yeah!?!" I yell back to him. "We gotta go to your 32 week ultrasound! Are you ready??" He walks into our bedroom. I groan, "Can you put my shoes on?" I slowly lift my feet to where he can get access. Travis gently massages my swollen feet, before putting my shoes on them. I moan in pleasure, "Mmm thank you." He ties my shoes before readjusting my legs and kissing me.

We slowly make our way downstairs, Travis helping me the whole way. Stairs are not fun while pregnant. Do not recommend. I turn to see Chloe on the couch sleeping in Brielle's arms, Jayden next to them. "Hi guys, thank you for watching her," I say. "Of course, Tay," Brielle smiles.

Cascade ocean wave blues suddenly hit me, "No, No Travvy, I don't wanna leave." Travis picks me up, "Too bad sweetheart, we're leaving. We go through this every time." I sob into his chest. It still baffles me that this man is able to carry me. I'm huge right now.

When we get to the doctor we are escorted to a private entrance. We go in and make our way to my OB. "Good afternoon, Dr. Montgomery," I say with a smile. Travis greets her as well. "Nice to see you two! How are we feeling Taylor?" She smiles. "PINK.. Death!" I say groggily. "She watches too much tiktok, excuse her," Travis chuckles. "That's okay. Let's get started with a 3D ultrasound," Dr. Montgomery announces, getting everything set up.

While looking at the screen Dr. Montgomery's smile fades and concern plays out on her normally bubbly face.

"Is something wrong?" My voice shakes. Travis squeezes my hand as we are met by the silence of Dr. Montgomery. "Why isn't she saying anything? Is something wrong with my babies?" I start panicking and tears pour from my eyes.

Dr. Montgomery breaks the silence and looks at me seriously, "Taylor, I need you to stay calm. I've noticed something concerning in the ultrasound. I need to take a closer look and consult with my colleagues." My voice trembles as I try to contain the sinking feeling, "What.. what is it? Are they okay?" She looks at me, "I can't say for sure right now, but we'll do everything we can to make sure things go okay."

She exits the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I look at the ultrasound screen and see my innocent little babies in there. "Don't worry, little ones. We'll get through this together. Mommy loves you two more than anything."

Travis tucks a piece of hair behind my ear and comforts me. Dr. Montgomery comes back after a while with a colleague, who is also a gynecologist. They both perform another ultrasound and talk in medical jargon, making me feel even more anxious.

I look at Travis terrified, "I don't understand what they're saying. Grey's Anatomy isn't helping me ring a bell. Why won't they just tell me if my babies are okay?"

Dr. Montgomery turns to me, "Taylor, I'll be honest with you. Your babies have a very rare condition where they share a mono amniotic sac. It's a very major complication. We are going to have to take you to surgery right now and deliver the babies. They are at risk for critical conditions."

Travis's face grows worried and we both nod frantically. He kisses my cheek as I am taken away.

"Okay Taylor, take a deep breath. We're going to start the procedure now," Dr. Montgomery announces. "Please, please make sure my babies are okay," I mumble.

The doctor gives me an injection and I fall asleep. Before I know it I wake up in a hospital room. I open my eyes to see Travis. I look around for my babies that are no where to be found, "Where are my babies?" Suddenly a nurse comes in, "Miss. Swift your twins are in critical condition. We need to take them to the neonatal intensive care unit for immediate treatment."

My heart sinks and I start shaking uncontrollably, "W-W-Wha h-hap-happened? Are-Are t-they okay?" The nurse talks calmly, "They were born prematurely, and their lungs are not fully developed. They need help breathing. They were born with cord entanglement as well."

I panic, "Can I see them? Can I hold them? Can I touch them?" The nurse shakes her head, "I'm sorry, but we need to act fast. We'll keep you updated on their condition." She runs back out just as quickly as she came in.

I never thought my pregnancy would end like this. From the moment I found out I was having twins, I was overjoyed. But when they told me I needed an emergency c-section, I was scared. I was afraid for my babies and for myself. I had dreamed of the moment when I would finally hold my babies in my arms, but that moment was taken away from me. As a mother, I feel helpless and guilty. I can't protect my babies when they need me the most.

A different nurse comes in this time, "Do we have names for their certificates?" Travis nods, rubbing my back, "Colette Andrea Kelce, and Clover Danielle Kelce." We decided on those names together. I chose Andrea for my mom and Clover because I liked it, and Travis chose Colette because he liked it and Danielle for Jason.
"Those are beautiful names," the nurse smiles and writes them down after double checking spelling.

It was heartbreaking not being able to hold my babies and bond with them in those crucial first moments. Usually a baby is in your arms when you announce their name. I can't wait to get discharged and finally be with my little ones in the Nicu.