Hooray! I've been waiting for you to get your lodge! Hope your first day off bedrest is great.
Congrats on 36 weeks and the home stretch to meeting your new little guy.
Congratulations on your lodge and being off bedrest! I'm here to root you on fellow VBACer!
DS Jacob 12/12/06
DS Nathaniel 6/5/08
Time for an intro I suppose…I’ll try to keep this from becoming excessively long!
DH (Kyle) and I grew up in Nashville, TN and met at church when we were 14 and 13 years old. We ran in different social circles during our high school years but we always kept in touch and remained good friends. He claims to have had the biggest crush on me during those years, but I never saw it. He just wasn’t my type (or so I thought!). He graduated high school, joined the Marine Corps and moved to CA and I stayed in TN to attend college. We lost touch for a while but the summer of 2003 he came back into my life again. He had come home after his 1st tour to Iraq and I went to see him. MAN had he grown up during that time we had been apart! Long story short we were inseparable for those 2 short weeks that he was home and when it came time for him to go back to CA we both knew we wanted to make the long distance thing work. So we did. For nearly 2 years! During those two years I stayed in TN and kept attending college and working full time. In the fall of 2004 Kyle prepared to leave CA for his second deployment to Iraq. He came home to TN long enough for us to get engaged and then he was gone for 7 months. I stayed busy working, studying, and planning our wedding and our post nuptial move to Virginia (as decided by the military). Then finally in the summer of 2005 he came home (safely thank goodness!) and we were married in mid September. It was a beautiful wedding, my parents pulled out all the stops, but all I could think about all day was how glad I was that Kyle and I didn’t have to be apart EVER AGAIN! We honeymooned for a week at the Biltmore in Asheville, NC and then we moved to VA.
During that 1st year of our marriage I kept busy by working full time as a receptionist for a local marketing company. We traveled on the weekends, went to concerts and enjoyed our time just being together. We went from having all of our family within a 15 mile radius of us in TN, to living 10 hours away from everyone, so it REALLY was just the two of us. I was on birth control at the time but after about 9 months of feeling wacky and out of sorts we decided to get off of it all together. I got my hands on a copy of “Taking Charge of Your Fertility” and we decided to use NFP as our new means of BC. Now, I’m the oldest of 6 children and Kyle is the oldest of 5 so when our parents learned that we were getting off BC they all laughed and warned us that fertility ran strong in our families. But I didn’t give it a second thought. I probably should have because 4 days after getting of BC we conceived! Fast forward a couple weeks, it’s now June 26th 2006. I’m 16 days late and Kyle actually MAKES me POAS. I was just sure that my body was adjusting and detoxing after being on BC and that I was going to start any day. After all, we had done everything the book said to do!! WELL, I was never more surprised to see both pregnancy tests light up positive before I could even pull up my pants! It was the biggest surprise of my life and I was the last to know!
Kyle and I in DC (I was prego here and didn't know it!)
It was a very uneventful pregnancy and everything was progressing well. But around 19 weeks I started having frequent BH contractions that started to worry me. Kyle and I were celebrating our 1st wedding anniversary at a local bed and breakfast on the day the contractions started and by that afternoon we were in the emergency room (per doctors orders-it was the weekend). They decided to do a routine ultrasound to check and see if I was dialated. They wouldn’t let Kyle in the ultrasound room (ER policy I suppose) so off I went alone. After a couple minutes of moving the wand around on my belly the tech asked me if this was my first ultrasound, I told her “yes” and she paused for a second. She then said, “Well I’m not sure if I should tell you this…but you’re having twins.” WHO ME?? That’s literally what I thought! She turned the screen around and there they were… my beautiful boys, wiggling around and kicking each other in the head! I was absolutely SHOCKED. She quickly ran and got Kyle and I was able to tell him the wonderful news. Needless to say, we had a wonderful and VERY memorable 1st anniversary.
The second part of the pregnancy was not quite as uneventful as the first but I was able to carry the boys until 34w5d, after 2 months of bed rest and terbutaline. William “Avery” and Ezra Lee were born on January 10th 2007. Avery made his appearance at 9:27am, weighing 4lbs 8 oz. Ezra Lee was born just two minutes later weighing in at 5lbs 11 oz. They were born via c-section, perfectly healthy in every way. My (ex) OB had told me that if I was able to carry them to 35 weeks we could then discuss me delivering them vaginally. But since I had not quite met that goal, and since Avery was measuring smaller than Ezra, he wanted to be careful and not put them thru too much trauma. I later learned that just before they were born I was 4 cm dialated. Avery’s bag of water actually broke when the doctor checked me just prior to my section. The night before they were born I had lost my plug and awoke to strong and frequent contractions in my back that were coming every 3-4 minutes. Looking back I am sure I could have delivered them vaginally, my body was doing everything right, even while on the highest dosage of Terb! The days following their birth were hard on me. They didn’t have NICU time but had to stay in the Special Care nursery for 5 days while antibiotics were administered and they learned to suck and swallow. I wasn’t allowed to nurse them until they were 4 days old, and again, looking back I shouldn’t have stood for this. I really allowed the nurses to scare me in to thinking that my babies were sick or that I didn’t know what they needed. Hindsight is 20/20. Luckily we were all able to come home together once those 5 days were up.
Me with my boys (1 week old)
We dealt with severe nipple confusion and an infection in my c/s scar during those first 6 weeks, but we made it through. Breastfeeding preemie twins was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done but I’m really proud of all 3 of us for sticking it out for as long as we did. The next several months went by in a flash. I was lucky to be a stay at home mom to my boys, and so my days were full of juggling babies! We quickly got them on a workable, flexible schedule and that saved us. Again, we lived 10 hours away from family and really knew no one here in VA so we just had to learn to survive! The time went fast as it does with babies.
Fast forward to Fall 2007. Life was regaining normalcy again, and Kyle and I were finally sleeping thru the night on a consistent basis. We began discussing BC again because I was beginning to tell that my cycles were starting to become more regular for the first time PP. I was still EBFing the boys so I decided to not take the mini pill my OB had suggested. I had not had a good track record with BC and I didn’t want ANYTHING compromising our breastfeeding relationship. We decided to keep using NFP and so I started charting and temping again as best I could given that I wasn’t even SURE that I was ovulating. Well low and behold September 26th rolls around and I realize that I’m 3 days late. Again, I was in total denial. But my curiosity got the best of me. That day while Kyle was at work, I waited until A&E were down for their naps and I snuck away to POAS. I laughed at myself all the way to the bathroom, that was until I looked over and saw a BIG FAT POSITIVE. The world stopped spinning in that moment. “I have 9 month old twins….I CAN’T be pregnant!” But I was! I called Kyle at work and told him immediately. He was so thrilled and that relieved me. He brought me home a dozen roses and the sweetest card telling me how excited he was. It was a wonderful day. I continued BFing A&E until they were 11 months old, at that point I was 4 months pregnant and nursing was beginning to take a toll on my weight gain. It was very bittersweet for us but they adjusted well.
Ezra and Avery @ 9 months old...
It wasn’t until I was a couple months into the pregnancy that I was reading thru my journal and found a dream I had had right before A&E were born. In the dream I was in the OR and my OB was delivering the boys. Avery and Ezra were delivered and then he paused for a second and said “Wait, there’s another baby in here! But it’s not ready to be born yet.” So he sewed me up and I remained pregnant! In the dream I remember him saying something about the baby being 16 or 17 something. At the time I took that to mean weeks of gestation, as in, the boys were 34 weeks and this baby is 16-17 weeks and not ready to be born. But once we got our BFP and I started doing the math I realized that the age gap between my boys and this baby would be 16-17 months. I about flipped out!
This pregnancy as a whole has been quite a journey for me. At the very beginning I was sure that I was going to have a repeat c/s, after all I knew what was involved in that and my OB, who I felt very loyal to, recommended another section. I began discussing things with other women who had had VBACs and I decided that I should at least do my research before making a decision, so I did. That’s when I posted on this board for the first time and I was quickly directed to ICAN’s website for more VBAC info. I started reading everything I could get my hands on, everything from Ina May to Nancy Cohen. I quickly found that I had more options than I realized and I became dissatisfied with the lack of info that my OB was giving me. I knew that in order to make my VBAC possible I had to get a group of people around me to support my decision. DH and my doula were already on board but something was missing. At around 23 weeks I decided to switch to a midwife. We met with her for the first time and I was never more sure that I had made the right choice for me and my baby. She is an absolute angel. I have spent the last 9 months trying to wrap my head around the fact that I am going to be a mommy again and I think it’s finally starting to sink in. We will be moving back home to TN this fall (Kyle is getting out of military) and still can’t believe we’ll be moving back with 3 babies! I’m so ready to be an active participant in my birth this time around. I have so much peace and confidence in my body. I have you ladies to thank for that. The advice, encouragement and support I’ve gotten from you all over the last few months has been overwhelming. I can’t wait to share the rest of this journey with you guys. Not too much longer now!
Sorry for the length, but thanks for reading if you made it this far!
What a great story! You and Kyle make such a beautiful couple, and of course A&E couldn't be any more adorable. What a shock to find out at 19wks that you were having twins!! And then what a neat dream you had--how cool that you wrote it down in your journal to find later.
I'm really psyched that you found a good MW and are getting ready for a VBAC. I know you'll do great!
I can't believe we are here already! Welcome to your lodge!
And that is so cool about your dream!