Disclaimer: I'm not Debbie Macomber so it's safe to say I don't own Cedar Cove

Before I became a mother, I was a typical wife, friend, daughter and Judge. I was a sister and an aunt. Sadly when I was 14 I was told I would never be able to bring children into the world.

My name is Olivia Lockheart and my story began on a day that seemed to be an ordinary one. It was December 23rd and Grace and I had gone out for our annual pre Christmas lunch.

"Olivia," Grace called, "Over here."

I hurried to join her.

"Hey Grace," I said smiling, "I swear it's been like a month since we've seen each other."

Grace laughed and we got to our usual table.

"Olivia did I ever tell you I appreciate your friendship and how you've always been there for me," she asked.

"You might have mentioned it once, or 200 times," I teased her.

"So I saw Ryan and Ally today," Grace said, "She seemed great."

"That's interesting," I said, "What about him?"

Grace paused.

"Well he seemed to be having a bad day," she admitted, "But you know what they say."

"No," I said, "I don't know what 'they' say and I don't even know who 'they' are." The waiter came over to take our order. Grace and I both got the same thing, a cheeseburger with a side of fries. She ordered a diet coke. I ordered a glass of milk.

It was at that moment that a pain in my back griped me. I closed my eyes and waited for it to pass. It had other ideas.

"Olivia," Grace asked, "are you alright?"
"Not really," I admitted, "My back kind of hurts."

Just at that moment I felt water gush from my body into my underwear. It soaked my underwear, my pants- even the chair I was sitting in.
"Oh my GOD," I said tears filling my eyes, "I just peed on myself."

Grace decided that we should go to the hospital. She called my husband, Stan; an ER doctor and explained the situation.

"Okay," she said, "We'll see you soon."

I can still remember how I thought she was crazy. It was probably nothing. Maybe I had a bladder infection or something. I thought she was making a big deal out of nothing at all. I was about to be shocked. I don't mean literally shocked but that would be LESS shocking then what I was about to find out.

He turned around to see that he was in a bit of trouble. The sound he heard was that of a silver subbalubble.

Stan grabbed a wheelchair and gently guided me into it as he met us at the car.
"Where does it hurt," he asked.
"Well it started in my back," I said, "and then I peed myself. Now my stomach kind of hurts too."

The next several hours where filled with poking, prodding, blood tests, urine tests, stool tests (which is grosser then you can imagine) medicines doctors coming in and out of my hospital room and so much more. Stan and Grace were there the whole time thank GOD and my mom and brother came as soon as they found out.

The doctor (who happened to be a good friend of Stan's) came in.

"How are we feeling Olivia," he asked.

"We? Are you a partner," I joked.

"Sorry," he said, "I have the test results back."

I took a deep breath and braced myself.

"Olivia," he told me, "You're pregnant- about 38 weeks I would say from the tests and you're carrying twins."

I don't think I was capable of speech at the moment.

"Are the babies okay," I asked.

Seconds ago I didn't know of their existence and now there was a new love put in my heart.

"The cord is wrapped around one of their necks," the doctor told me, "We have to do an emergency C section." I nodded. Whatever was best for my children.

I was prepped for surgery. At exactly 7:02 PM my daughter, Justine Alexandra Lockheart was brought into the world. Jordan Alexander followed her into the world at 7:03 PM. The doctor cut the cord and cleaned them up then hurried to run tests on them. At this point the shock wore off.

Here's something people don't know about shocks. You're not aware it is happening at the moment it happens. It's only after you have time to process it that you become aware of what is going on.

I didn't react until the twins were born. This was way too much to absorb at once. When the doctors were running tests on Justine and Jordan I was terrified. Jordan cried when he was poked with the needle. Justine just whimpered a little. She looked at him as if to say, "It's okay little brother. Nothing to be afraid of"

I was afraid. I was terrified. I had carried two babies inside of me for almost nine months. I had no prenatal care. I didn't know. I didn't increase my caloric intake. I didn't take any vitamins. They were born two weeks premature. What if they have problems with their lungs?My mind was in a whirl. In an instant my life had changed. I can't be making decisions only for myself anymore. I have to worry about how it will affect them.

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((Present Day))

"Mom," Justine said, "Happy birthday."

"Thanks honey," I said kissing her on the forehead.

"You are so going to love the gift I got you," she said excitedly.

"Honey I told you," I said, "I don't need anything."

"Oh yes you do," Justine said, "You just don't know it yet."