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“Hello, Your Wife Has Given Birth to Twins! – But… I’m 52 Years Old… and I Don’t Have a Wife! – Well, I Don’t Know… Come and See for Yourself, She Claims They’re Yours…”
“Hello?”
“Congratulations, your wife has given birth to twins!”
“But Im 52 years old and I dont have a wife!”
“Well, I dont know Come and see for yourself. She says theyre yours”
When I heard those words, I thought they must have dialled the wrong number. What children? At my age? Still, curiosity got the better of me. I grabbed my coat, got in the car, and drove off.
As I walked into the ward, I nearly collapsed. Lying there was my ex-wife, Judith. And on either side of her, peacefully sleeping, were two tiny bundles swaddled in hospital blankets.
“Judith, who are these children? Whose are they?”
“Theyre yours,” she replied, calm as you please.
I just stood there, stunned and trying to make sense of what she was saying.
“But youre forty-nine. And weve been divorced for ages”
“Seven months, actually,” she said. “But I didnt know I was expecting back then.”
“But how is this even possible?”
“I thought it was the menopause. Whod have imagined that our heated farewell would turn out like this? Look, Im not asking anything from you. I just thought you should know.”
“Twins after all these years? We tried for so long and nothing ever happened.”
“Honestly,” she whispered, “I was in shock myself. Didnt even realise I was pregnant till the fifth month. At first, I thought I was losing my mind with all those movements inside”
To be fair, I wasnt entirely surprised. Judith had always been on the fuller side, so nobody really noticed anything different about her these last few months.
When we first met, she was already a plump womanand that was exactly my type. I never cared for skinny girls. We had a good life together, but we always longed for children. Judith tried treatments, suffered stress, but we never had any luck.
Eventually, we decided to just live our lives. Wed work hard, but we knew how to enjoy ourselves, too. The seaside, country walks, European city breakswe did it all. But something between us changed in the last five years. Perhaps we finally accepted that wed never have kids. And with age comes a certain lonelinessyou start to wonder if anyone will even visit your grave one day.
We began arguing. Judith put on another two stone. Then one day, she said to me,
“Were only making each other miserable. I think its best if we split up. Maybe youll still have a chance at being a father.”
Truth is, I didnt want it. But Judith made up her mind. It hurt like hell. But I walked away.
Later, she confessed that she was terrified to tell me she was pregnant. She didnt know if shed manage to carry them, or if the babies would be healthy. And now such a miracle.
That same day, I stopped by a jewellers, bought a ring and the biggest bouquet of flowers I could find. I returned to the hospital, knelt beside her bed, and proposed.
Its been two years since. Were together, the twins are strong and healthy, and while we may not be young parents, our hearts certainly feel young. Were happy. Truly happy.
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