It's news to me

It appears I have been deceiving you and lying to myself. Until a few days ago, I believed I had twin daughters, who will mark their 11th birthday in November. Not according to my health insurance company. I received a letter saying I needed to prove Garbrielle, who the letter said was born in November, 1989, was a full-time college student or she’d lose her coverage. This was also news to Gabrielle, as for the past 10-plus years, she was told she was a twin. To assure you, Gabrielle is a full-time student as she is only in fifth grade. At least I drop her off at school every weekday morning along with her sister Bethany, whom, by the way, happens to look just like her. Now Gabrielle is slightly taller than Bethany, but not enough to account for an 8-year age difference. Somewhere I have an ultrasound picture of two babies in one womb. Does this mean it’s a fake? Did the picture belong to some else? Was I so under the influence of water during my ultrasounds that I don’t remember being told I was having a singleton? I think back to labor and delivery. I did it sans pain medication, so I can’t blame any memory loss on that. Maybe I was just so high in the moment I dreamt giving birth to twins. But I swear I came home from the hospital with two girls. I remember having two cribs in my house, a side-by-side stroller and two high chairs. I have pictures of two girls, who look just alike, on my walls at home and work. They are Bethany and Gabrielle’s faces. But are they really? Am I now living in the Twilight Zone? Gabrielle now wants her adult rights, like driving a car, etc. OK, she’s just joking about that. However, since Bethany has learned her supposed twin is now 18, she’s apparently decided it’s a good time to up her age, too. She has settled on being 14.