After about 10 minutes, the doctor announced that the second baby had indeed come down head first (YAY!) and they brought Gabriella back to the warmer so we could focus on baby number 2! Pushing the second baby out was harder than the first since I was worn out from the first birth. Things did not progress quite as fast as they had with Gabriella. About 35 minutes into pushing, the doctor began to get concerned because the baby's heartbeat was slowing down considerably with each contraction/push, and he was concerned that she was distressed. He warned that if I couldn't get her out quickly that he would have to help her. The question at that point would be whether he would use forceps, or perform a C-section. Since I didn't want to deal with either one of these options, I ignored my lack of energy and decided that she was going to come out the right way, and quickly! With determination, and thanks to the wonderful encouragement of my husband, my doctor, and the wonderful nurse I had, I managed to deliver the baby with no help within a few minutes more. Rick cut the cord, and Isabella May was born 58 minutes after her sister at 6:14 pm and placed on my stomach.
While the doctor delivered the placentas and stitched up the small tear I had managed to get, Isabella was cleaned up and I got to hold her, too. The stitching-up of my tear was the worst part of the whole experience. Since they had shut my epidural off halfway through the delivery of the second baby, I had feeling back to a small extent -- enough that I was able to feel and experience every stitch. Ouch!
Once everyone was fixed up, we all went to recovery together. Delivery was over and I was so exhausted. But now it was time to try breastfeeding. I attempted to feed Gabriella and all seemed to go well. Before I could get to Isabella, it was time to move to my permanent room. I would have a chance to feed Isabella later.
In all, the birth of my twins was the most wonderful and exciting experience of my life! It went perfect! I couldn't have asked for a better experience. And the best part was that the girls never left my side until later that night when they went to the nursery for their first bath. I was too tired to go with them, so Rick went along with the nurse.
We all went home together two days later on April 10th. And then began the great adventure that was our children!
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