Here's my birth story (mostly cut & pasted from my DD board):
On 12/27 we had a growth check on the girls, it was found that babies A & C had not grown in 4 weeks & baby B was taking up all the food, growing like a normal singleton. Also baby A had a cord blood flow issue. The Dr did an amnio to check baby B’s lung maturity & scheduled me for a c-section for the 29th - 31w 2d. Well my girls are all about doing things on their own schedule so that night I went into labor. I kept getting lots of contractions (the most were 8 an hour) the nurses upped my Procardia & started me on terb injections but no matter what they did my contractions just would not go down below 3 an hour. I spent all but 2-3 hours that night on the monitors which were showing my contractions as the tiniest little things -I had to actually push a button for each so the nurse could see where they were! By 7 the next morning I was wondering how in the hell could someone live though labor if these things (which were kicking my butt big time) were just the beginning??? Well then the Dr came in & did an internal to see where I was at (so he could decide which patient to bump from the OR schedule) & informed me that I was 10 cm & jokingly asked me to push baby A out & go to bed. It’s never a good thing when the Dr asks you to wait while he grabs his catcher’s mitt.
Well, I had just called DH & emphasized how non-urgent the situation was (since I had no clue!) & now suddenly this flurry of activity happens above me to prep me for surgery. Apparently the 8am patient was getting bumped! I tried DH again to adjust his speed (as we live 45min from the hospital w/o the rush hour commute in the way) but didn’t get him at home or in the car. *Must interject here- when the nurse asked if I wanted to call DH again she dialed for me (guess she didn't trust me to dial right) & asked the number. As soon as she hands me the phone my cell started ringing so she gives me that too--- it's me! Yup, I had her dial my cell instead of DH's. So then after calling my cell a few more times, I dial DH's work 4 times before I managed to call his cell & leave a message.* Pretty much as soon as the message was left I’m being pushed down to OR (about 20 min after telling DH no rush!) to have my babies!!! I immediately started tearing up & spent the entire time crying hysterically. 1st in fear & anger (1/2 that DH wasn’t there & ½ that he was missing out because of me) & then once the babies were born it was tears of joy. DH made it to the hospital about 5min after the girls were born (at 8am) & into the OR just after they were taken to the NICU. So instead of his babies’ birth he got to watch his wife getting stitched up.
Somehow my mom instinctively knew today was the day because for the 1st time since I was admitted she decided to come see me 1st thing in the morning instead of her usual phone call. She got to the hospital 30min after the girls were born. DH stayed with me in the OR & recovery instead of checking out the babies. MIL arrived about 9:30 & the two of them went to see the girls, then around 10:30 I convinced my nurse to let me out of bed to get a better look at the girls (since I only actually saw them each for a few secs in the OR & they were swaddled to high heaven). So both happy grandma’s, me & the insanely proud papa went to visit the girls for the 1st time.
About the girls~
Baby A~~ Gabrielle Jordan was born 1st at 7:59am. She is 2lbs 2oz & 14in long. She had blood pressure issues in womb because she had managed to knot her cord. She is doing great, not hooked up to any machines & just needs to grow big & learn to eat.
BabyB~ Caroline Audrey is our 2nd born at 8:00am. She is 2lbs 12oz & 15in long. She was the one the Dr’s were most concerned with after birth because being the biggest she isn’t used to fighting for what she needs but she also is doing fabulous & is being a feeder/grower with no issues.
Baby C~ Elizabeth Morgan is the baby of the family born also at 8:00am. She is 2lbs 8oz & a lengthy 16in. She is doing fabulously & is well on her way to being a feeder/grower so she can come on home.
As for me, I’m doing great. I couldn’t have asked for a better outcome of delivery & so far the pain is quite manageable (could be the morphine talking). I’m so jazzed up by how healthy the girls are & that they are actually here that I can’t sleep. I’m sure I’ll hit the wall soon & happily sink into my pillow but for now I’m just waiting for DH to come back & hopefully we can take another peek in on the girls.
My birth story is not that interesting, so I will post about how we found out we were pregnant too.
I started having pain in my side that lasted for several days with no relief. I had an IUD, but took about 6 hpts, all which were bfn. I finally went to the Dr, and yup, I was pregnant. She thought that since I was having so much pain that it was in my tubes, so she sent me to the hospital immediately.
The first ultrasound tech was very nervous and left the room for help. I was convinced that it was in my tubes and she did not know how to tell me. The second tech came in and said "Well, I am not supposed to tell you anything, but you are pregnant with triplets!" One in one sac, and two in another sac. I about fell off of the table! Here I am thinking that I am going to lose my baby, only to find out that there were three!!!
I had to go home and tell my very surprised husband this. At first he thought that I was joking. Once he realized that I was serious, all he could say was "Oh, Sh*t.....how are we going to manage three more kids?"
I found out really early that I was preg, around 5-6 weeks. At an appointment around 10 weeks, we found out that one of the two (in the same sac) had stopped developing. They could not find a heartbeat. I never had any bleeding, so they assume that the baby reabsorbed.
Very non-eventful pregnancy. I knew that I would have a C-section because my previous delivery. We scheduled the delivery for 38 weeks. I worked up until the day before they were born.
Kendall Jean was born on March 1, 2005 @12:55pm
5lbs 14oz 19 inches
Kathryn Rose was born on March 1, 2005 @12:56pm
6lbs 6oz 18 inches
They were perfectly healthy and came home with me two days after birth.
Saturday July 8 I woke up not feeling well. Just felt crummy. Around 4:30pm Sam (husband) and I went to Albertson’s (grocery store) to check my blood pressure. It was high (checked it twice) 158/96. I was worry the blood pressure machine was wrong so we went to Smiths (grocery store) to their machine. My BP was still high. Sam wanted to take me to L&D but I convinced him to go home, we would relax and in an hour come back to recheck. An hour went by so we went back to Albertson’s. My BP was still high, so off to the hospital we went. We arrived at the hospital (a five minute drive) around 6:30pm. I was put on the monitor at 7pm. My BP was still high. Both babies heart rates were at a good level and both were very active. Every 15 minutes the machine would retake my BP and every 15 minutes I would set off the bell that my BP was too high. The nurse (Jarilyn) called the on call doctor (Tweed) for my doctors’ office. He wanted to monitor me for an hour. An hour went by and I was still setting off the machine. Because my BP was not going down after two hours of being monitored he wanted to stay the night, this was around 9pm. They moved me out of L&D and into a regular room for the night. I was checked to see how far dilated I was, 1 ½ and 70% effaced. There was a change of nurse and Kristin was the next nurse. About 9:30pm my BP went down to about normal range! Around eleven I started to have contractions, which were about three minutes apart. Sam and I were having fun watching how high in intensity they were getting. It was kind of fun. At one point we were routing for the 90s. It was so fun, exciting that we were up until 2am. During all this Kristin decided to put an IV in because of the contractions. I was really hoping to go into active labor. At 02:30am I asked for some pain meds. They gave me morphine and phenigren. I fell asleep after that. I kept waking up (not fully) and looking at the monitor. At around 4am or so the contractions clamed down and stopped coming so close together Around 6am I woke up and though they had stopped all together but realized they were just slowing down. In the eight o’clock hour Dr Smith (my OBGYN doctor) came in to check on me. We talked and he decided because I was one day shy of 37 weeks and my high PB that it was time to induce me. I then got moved back into the L&D room. Sam and I started to call everyone and let them know what was going on. Dr Smith came into the room in the first few of the nine o’clock hour and broke my water (baby A’s bag). By did that feel so good it was a release of pressure. There was tons of it, it just kept coming and coming. They changed my sheets after that. After the nurse left I repositioned myself and even more water came out and they had to change the sheets again. They just added more towels to dry it out. I was having pain but I could tolerate it. Around 1pm I finally dilated to a 4 and 90% effaced. At around 2pm I told Sam that I didn’t want to do it anymore and I wanted to go home, my sister and Sam laughed at me. My sister went to the desk and told them that the nurse needed to come to my room. At that point I decided that I wanted the pain to stop and that I would get an epidural. The whole epidural process was not that bad to me, just a couple of pin pricks in my lower back and after words I felt so much better. Within 15 minutes I was asleep. Around 5pm my epidural wore off and the pain returned! Then nurse came in and could not figure out why I could not give myself more epidural medication so she called the anesthesiologist. He came and looked at the machine and then my line and figured out that I had a kink in the line. Problem solved. I was check and I was dilated at a 6+ and 90 effaced. At around 6pm I was checked again and was not 7+ and 95% effaced. At 9:30 Dr Tweed came in to do his own evaluation. I had not dilated and he felt my pelvic was to narrow (my doctor never told me this before so it was news to both of us) so he called my doctor, Dr Smith. They decided that I was not progressing and that I needed a C-Section and that my doctor was on his way in. I was then moved into the OR and Sam was able to be there with me. At 10:34pm Gwenith Ryan was born when I heard her cry it was the best sound in the world. She weighed in at 5lb 8oz and was 17.5in long. They showed her to me and she had a lot of vernix on her and the back of her head was swollen from trying to push her way into this world. At 10:36pm Gilbert Winter was born his cry took a couple of seconds but that was also the best sound in the world. They showed him to me, he had tons of black hair just like his dad. Gilbert’s breath rate was in the 70 or 80 when it needed to be in the 50 to 60 range. They took him to the NICU and put him in the warmer and worked with him to get his breathing down to normal. While this was going on I was in the recovery room on the biggest high of my life. Sam brought Gwenith in to me at 11:31pm. I thought she was so beautiful and had the cutest nose and lots of short brown hair. I then nursed her until I was moved into my room for the week. Gilbert was not with me which made me sad but Sam continually check on him, all I could think about was that I needed to nurse him. At 1:18am our family was finally united when Sam brought Gilbert to the room and I was finally able to nurse him. I was going to be discharged on Wednesday but both babies had jaundice so we stayed one more day and was discharged Thursday. The first night at home was wonderful!
5 lb 8 oz
July 9 10:34pm
4 lb 15 oz
First time seeing Gwenith
Frist time seeing Gilbert
Gilbert being evaluated
Gwenith in the nursery
Seeing Gwenith 2nd time
Gwenith after feeding
Sam w/ Gwen
Seeing Gilbert 2nd time
first time together in the world
Gilbert after feeding
Sam w/ son
~Noah Matthew & Christian Gabriel's Birth Story~
It all started at my checkup in mid July.My dr said,"Those babies are awfully low..."He told me to take it easy,but didn't put me on bedrest.My due date wasn't until Oct 3rd.A few days later,I began having braxton hicks contractions.Called dr,who told me to go to L&D.Got there,they checked me,I was 1cm dilated.They monitored me for an hr,noticed the contractions,and gave me a shot(I don't remember what it was called,think it started w/a T,though)This made my heart race.After monitoring me another hr or so after the shot,they sent me home.My dh & I went out to dinner afterwards,everything was fine.The very next day,they came back.It was then I was admitted.I was 2 cm.I was contracting regularly by then,but they had a hard time picking all of them up.They then started the mag sulfate,and I'm sure gave me some more shots of the other stuff.I was up & down from L&D to the womens care unit a couple times a day(because the contractions were not being fully picked up on the monitors and they didn't want to check me for fear of breaking my water).So,I was brought back to L&D again(i think this was the 3rd night),they inserted a catheter-which i actually liked having because I had such an overactive bladder!They upped my mag & I was really feeling the effects by then to the point they had to give me other things to help that.Things were pretty calm the next day,but the next night,things really started to get tough.really late that night, a nurse came to check on me & saw how much pain I was in and said,"I wish they would check you".I can't help but wonder what might have been able to have been done to stop my labor if they had known how much more I had progressed.I was very reluctant,but gave in when she offered me morphine to help me rest.This was so totally out of character for me,as I was soooo precautious my entire pregnancy-I wouldn't even take tylenol!So,I feel very guilty about that-she promised me she wouldnt give me anything that would hurt my babies.I took it & drifted off blissfully for a few hrs!On the 5th day,they moved me down again to womens unit,as they thought things were fairly under control.Well,not 15 min later,I called the nurse,who then called the dr,who then finally checked me.She said"Whoa,you are 8 cm and your baby is grabbing my fingers,we have to deliver you-now!",and they whisked me away to the OR. I called my dh,who was on his way to our home an HOUR away from the hosp to shower & pick up some things before heading back to the hosp!I then called my parents,and that was that...I was alone for my c-section of my 1st children at 29 1/2 wks gestation!!I can't believe how calm I was,because I was absolutely terrified!All I could do was pray!It was such a weird sensation,the feeling when they cut you-I could feel it,but it didn't really hurt,it was just really,really icky feeling!It all happened so fast &Noah was first.They both were born within the same minute- 6:09pm on July 21st,2005.Noah was 2lbs12oz,15 1/2 in long,and Christian was 2lbs14oz,and 15in long.I got to see Noah for a second,long enough to rub his little head & tell him I love him & he was whisked away to the NICU,where his brother had already gone,for a little help w/his breathing.They both came out screaming,and all of the OR staff were amazed at how strong they sounded!I was then wheeled into recovery,and had to wait a certain amt of time for the spinal to wear off.I then got to see my boys,and it was so scary.I didn't have a clue what to expect!The boys were in the NICU for 6 wks,and we went to see them every day to bring milk & do the kangaroo care(which was the best feeling in the entire world!!)It was hard,since we lived an hr away from the hosp,but there was no was we couldve gone 1 day w/o seeing them.They did amazingly well,with very little complications.Christian had to wear a CPAP for awhile,and they both had a little jaundice,but that cleared up quickly.They also both had to wear the apnea monitors,and came home on them,as well.They were on those for about the first 6 wks home.Christian had a couple serious spells,but both of them had less spells than the norm for preemies,so that was good.My dr came to see me the day after they were born & said,"They are amazing little people!",and boy,was she right!They are both in the 95th percentile for for height for full term babies!They weigh about 22 lbs. each.They are such little fighters,and I am so proud of them!! I am so grateful they are here & healthy,they are the best thing that ever happened to me!
Thanks for reading
Sarah, what an awsome story! They did (and are doing) soo well for being born so earily! WTG momma!!
I’ve been meaning to do this for a long time, but only now have I gotten the chance.
Where to start? Hmm.
On Thursday, July 27th, I had my 31 week appt with my OB (well, one of her partners, Dr. D). Babies were looking good, cervix was closed, Baby A was head down and Baby B was breech. Everything was perfect, but I don’t think he was totally happy that I was still working, even though I have a desk job, but he accepted it.
So over that following weekend, I began to feel crampy here and there – there was no consistency to the crampiness, so I didn’t think anything of it.
Monday morning came along (July 31st) and I was supposed to begin training my replacement at work. I hate having people shadow me, so I was kinda looking for a reason to get at least an afternoon off. I called my OB’s office. I spoke with another of her partners, Dr. H (who was at L&D at the time) and he told me that if I was feeling crampy 3-4 times an hour, to come in to L&D, and if the frequency is any less, just to try and see my OB this week instead of the next. So I call her office and she has an appointment that afternoon at 1pm. There was my afternoon off so I was kind of excited!
So my mom met me at home first then took me to the appointment. My OB examined me and tells me I’m 2cm dilated, she felt a foot, and that I’m done with work. I immediately start thinking that I’m going home on bedrest, but my OB quickly disavowed me of that thought by telling my mom to take me directly to L&D. I still thought that I’ll get to go home after a few hours in L&D.
Boy, was I wrong. I get to L&D and the chief resident checked me out, then gave me the “good” news – hospital bedrest, no getting out of bed for anything. In addition to being 2cm dilated, I was 100% effaced, and around the foot that’s poking out of my cervix, is an umbilical cord. Baby B became Baby A by getting the foot in front of the other’s head. I was totally shocked and bummed because I’m thinking I’m going to spend the next three weeks in the hospital and that will take away from the 12 weeks I hoped to spend with my babies. But I knew I had to be there. They also told me that should I feel any fluid, or think I feel any fluid, to hold down the nurse’s call button.
They got me hooked up to the fetal heart monitors, but had such a hard time finding their heartbeats that once they did, I was afraid to move which resulted in my contractions picking up and me being so very much in pain and uncomfortable on the worst bed on the planet. I got my first steroid shot and they gave me some pill to stop the contractions – I was still having them but not progressing, so I avoided getting Magnesium. I didn’t stop feeling them til around 3am when I was so miserable and still awake despite an Ambien, that I didn’t care if the monitor lost the heartbeats, I was going to roll onto my side in hopes of falling asleep. Thankfully, once I’d moved, the contractions stopped and I fell asleep.
I got moved up to antepartum and a softer bed around 8am and I was so grateful. Dr. D was making rounds so I jokingly said that I’m not working anymore. I got breakfast which I was thankful for cause I was starving. Family came to visit me around lunch time. I sent them out cause I had to pee and it was a good thing they weren’t in the room. Apparently, lifting my hips to accommodate the bedpan, compressed a cord and sent Baby A’s (aka Baby B til that afternoon) heartrate down. Three residents come running in from L&D.
After checking me out and finding everything fine, they left me be. Unfortunately, it happened again a few hours later when I called a nurse to check the sheet below me for fluid. Only one resident came in that time, but she checked me, found that I was at 3.5cm and decided to have me brought back down to L&D. I lost it – I start thinking I’m going to spend three weeks going up and down and have to spend time on that awful bed. I begged to take the antepartum bed with me, but couldn’t. I got my second steroid shot around 5pm and down to L&D I went.
Dr. D comes in to examine me, and gets this funny look on his face before telling us that he feels an umbilical cord. DH and I look at each other and tell him that we knew about that. Apparently, no one had told him. So he left and a bit later, one of the residents comes in because one of the heartrates has been up near 200 for a good 20 minutes so she’s concerned about an infection. She told us she would discuss it with Dr. D and get back with us.
We sit there waiting for about 2 hours – since it was taking so long, I figured it wasn’t a huge deal. That if the high heartrate was urgent, they would’ve been back in the room ASAP. Dr. D finally came in around 9:30pm. He started out talking like we had options to consider, but in reality, he was just telling us what was going to happen. He said that my situation is precarious and that they could try to hold me out as long as possible to give the babies more time to cook and risk my water breaking. If my water broke, it would result in a crash c-section to try and save Baby A’s (aka Baby B til the day before) life because the cord would come out before he/she did. Or, we could do a controlled c-section that night. They would be early and would spend time in the NICU, but they would be fine. And I had gotten the full course of steroids, even if little time had passed from the last shot. He concluded that my babies would be born that night and that I was next in line for the c-section room.
After that, everything happened very quickly. I met with the neonatologist and anesthesiologist and before I knew it, I was numbed up and positioned on the table. So on August 1, 2006, Harriette Grace was born at 10:58pm, at 4lbs 13oz and 17.5in long, and Joseph Morris was born at 10:59pm, at 3lbs 13oz and17.5in long. I heard them both cry and started crying myself. I have no idea what their Apgar’s were but at the time, they seemed okay cause no one was working furiously – they seemed very relaxed, thank G-d. MoJo was the troublemaker – it was his foot stuck in front of Gracie’s head. He was trying to get out first, but still ended up second.
The c-section overall went well as did my recovery. I hated that my babies were in the NICU, but it gave me a good opportunity to heal. Gracie did amazingly well from the beginning. – no oxygen, taking a bottle well, sucking on a pacifier. In 4 days, she went from the heating bed, to an incubator, to an open crib. She started out eating really well, pooped out for little bit, then picked up again and came home August 18th.
MoJo was a bit more complicated. He was on CPAP for one day, then moved to a nasal cannula on 24% O2, then downgraded to forced room air before pulling the cannula out himself at a little more than a week old and was under blue lights for his billirubin levels for about 2 weeks. He had no interest in a bottle for most of his stay there. He didn’t really pickup on it til the weekend Gracie came home. Next thing we knew, he was ready to come home on August 23rd, only 5 days after Gracie.
They did wonderfully from then on with no complications. I thank G-d everyday – it’s such a blessing that they were and are as healthy as they are.
Here they are at a day old – Top is Gracie, bottom is MoJo
And here they are now(ish):
MoJo, now 13lbs, 1oz
Gracie, now 11lbs, 1oz
And if you got this far, thanks for reading!
Julianna and Olivia's birth story...
Our c-section was scheduled for 5 PM on November 8th. November 7th around 1 PM, I started to feel sick. I asked hubby to bring home a cheeseburger from McD's to see if it helped me feel better. I knew I must really be feeling bad when I couldn't even attempted to eat it. So I decided to lay down around 8 PM. I tossed and turned until 10:30. At that time I decided to take 1/2 dose of tylenol PM. By 11:15 PM I was in the bathroom vomiting and had diarrea (TMI, sorry). I woke my husband up and told him that I thought I must have food poisining. The only other options were that I had a virus, and I added as a joke, or maybe I'm going into labor...
We decided to call the doctor. She said that I should just go to the hospital. So we headed over to the hospital (decided to wait till midnight just incase they billed by the day starting at midnight...HA!) They set me up with an NST and give me some antinausia meds. The nurse says to me "are you feeling those contractions?". I say "No - I've been having irratable uterous contractions for months". I never gave the contractions another thought.
The doc on call is at the hospital and tells the nurse that she wants the babies on monitor all night long (UGHHHH). This means that every time I decide to turn over, I have to call the nurse to help me adjust the NST thingies. The pain in my joints caused me to need to turn over every 30 minutes or so. I was so frusterated w/ the doctor for such strict orders. I'm having twins in less than 24 hours and I will be exaused because I can't sleep!!
We around 4 AM I call the nurse so I can turn over. In the process of turning over I feel a gush of water. "UMMMM, I think my water broke". The nurse just gives me this look and says, "couldn't you have done this earlier, my shift ends at 7AM " It finally filters thorough to hubbys consiousness and he jumps up from his bed. At this point, the nurse goes next door and tells Dr. Wolff my water broke. She orders an u/s to see the girls positioning and says, we will be doing the c-section as soon as she finished w/ the delivery next door. The nurse calls my doctor (doc on call is assisting) and everyone else who needs to be in the OR.
By 5:45 I am getting set up in the OR. The anestesiologist gives me the spinal while telling me about his 3 month old twins. Thank God that he prepared me and let me know my blood pressure may drop making me nausious. That way I would not panic. Of course, that did happen, they gave me meds to stabalize it and I was good.
By the time my DH came in the OR I was laughing and joking w/ everyone in the OR. They started the c-section and before I know it they were pulling Julianna out. I was able to see it through a mirror, so cool. Next they pulled out Olivia. The doctor jokingly mentioned that she was going to be our "pain in the butt child" because she was resisting coming out. Turns out my uterous had formed around her head and was kind of holding her in place. They got her out just fine, but had to pull her out butt first. The doctor later told me that my decision to have a c-section was a good one because they would have had to do a crash c-section to get Olivia out had I tried vaginal. BTW, It was Olivia's water who broke (babies in different sacs).
The girls were awesome. Julianna (baby A) was 7 lbs 14 oz and 20 inches long. Apgar score was 8.8. They gave her a oxygen for about 5 minutes. Olivia was 6 lbs 12 oz and 19 inches long. Apgar score was 9.9. Thank God for these two beautiful girls!
Hubby was awesome. He went over to the girls and took pics. (At one point he couldn't get the camera to work, so while they were finishing up mt section, I fixed the camera. lol... Everyone got a kick out of that!!) While they were doing what ever they do to newborns, Tom was rubbing their forhead trying to calm them down. So sweet.
Thats our story!
Emily Elizabeth Crettex Poole born December 01, 2006 11:10 am 5.3 pds
Evan Samuel Frederick Poole born December 01, 2006 11:12 am 4.1 pds
I went to the bathroom at 8:30am and went pee. I had stop pee'ing yet I could still hear a stream of liquid coming out so I continued to sit there. Then thought this is weird and looked in and seen red. OMG my water broke. It was a weird calm. I stood up and the water stopped. I quickly went to the bedroom grabbed the phone and went back to the toilet. Let some more run into the toilet as I called David at work. David....it's time.....It was so weird. We were both so calm. I had a shower and did my hair and makeup and organized my bag. We left around 9:30. I just started to get my first contraction getting into the car. By the time we got to the hospital 7 mins later I was having severe contractions. David got me up to labour and delivery and went back to park the car. By the time he got back there was a panic in the l&d room. These babies were coming and they were coming fast.
I was in terrible terrible pain. I was dilating fast and they were not happy I was delivering there but there was no time to send me in an ambulance so they decided to deliver me there and if there were any issues with the twins a team would come up from the university hospital and take the twins. It was sooo scary. They got me prepped and did last U/S. Yup babies still breech. They were literally running me down the halls and down to the OR for a C-Sec. David was throwing on his scrubs. They got me in OR and I was in major contractions where they were not stopping. They had issued me a Spinal rather then Epi as the spinal will freeze immediately. Unfortunately it took 4 spinal attempts and 4 needles to freeze area and I felt it all. I could barely breath.
As soon as I was frozen up came the tent to block me and in came David. Within minutes I was cut open and David said he could see two doctors with their arms literally up side my tummy up to their elbows. I could feel everything but had no pain. Such a weird feeling.
Out came a leg and hip and our baby girl was born. Crying and chubby little cheeks. I could see them working on her. Next came Evan 2 minutes later. Took a sec to cry and he was little but did cry. They brought both babies over to me for a kiss and up they went. David stayed with the babies.
I got stitched up and sent to recovery. Recovery took forever as I was so frozen. By the time I got upstairs (everyone was worried where I was) my whole family was there and David was there sharing the news. I didn't get to see my babies till late that night and only got to hold them for one minute. I didn't see them till next day (late afternoon) once my cathedar was removed.
They are little guys but all is good. Perfect hearing, respitory, IV's have been removed and feeding started by day 3. Jaundice is gone now by day 5 and feedings have been increased. Still waiting for milk to come in. They both were having apnea episodes so were on oxygen. Only Evan continues to D-stat so oxygen continues with him. It will be a slow long road but I am pleased with their progress.
I have to be strong for my babies but emotionally this was the hardest thing to do. (come home without them) I don't know how long they will be at the hospital so I have come to except all of their first moments will be enjoyed at the hospital.
Emily is a sleeping beauty. She is just perfect. Evan is a little character. He loves to pull out all his cords and eat them. He trys to stick his little feet in every hole of the incubator. He sure likes to keep the nurses on their toes.
David and I are sooo in love with these little two.
Thanks for all the support on this board. You ladies are all truly amazing and without you this pregnancy would never have been the same. I can't wait till we are all sharing our birth stories and future stories of our precious babies. ..
OK well it has been six months since Hannah and Lucas were born so I guess I better post this before they go off to college!!
Starting at week 28 I was having pretty strong contraction and so we went to the hospital for our FIRST middle of the night visit to be checked and monitored…this went on until week 35 when the contractions were fast and furious…this was it…or so we thought!!!! I was admitted and prepped for the long haul…I got to 3 cm and 75% and then BAM it stopped…I ended up spending the week in the hospital and nothing! I asked to be released so I could go home and hopefully start labor for real…my wish was granted with the famous words from my doctor, “Just one more week and I can help you along”.
So week 36 came and we went to our doctors appointment and I was still the same, so I got the line again,” just one more week and I will help you along!” So week 37 came and I entered the office in pain and determined to walk out of there to go have the babies!!!! She entered the room laughing because the nurse had warned her that I was in rare, spunky form and had threatened that if I did not leave with babies I wasn’t leaving!! When the doctor checked me I was 5cm and 100% so she said that I was going right to labor and delivery and getting my wish.
So we had Chris go take Madeline to stay with a friend, because we do not have any family here…and then he met me in L&D…hehe…it was finally time.
After weeks of anxiety over Hannah (baby b) being breech, I elected for the c-section…so the train of people and doctors and nurses started asking questions, poking me with needles, having me sign stuff and labeling me. Then we were off to the operating room and 45 minutes later I was out and had 2 additions to my family! It could not have been easier or more enjoyable!
Lucas James 6lbs 8oz
Hannah Lorraine 5lbs 8oz
~we may not agree, but I will ALWAYS respect your choices and support you as you make them!!!!~
We didn't even find out we were having twins until our 20weeks sonogram!! What a surprise when they told us we were having identical twin boys!! I ended up going into preterm labor and had to be on bedrest for close to 3 months I went into labor when I was 37weeks and they decided to go ahead and keep me at the hospital. I got my epidural, got some rest and then at about 6am on January 17th it was time to push.
Deacon Tobias was born at 6:37am and weighed 6pounds even. Truman Xavier was born13 minutes later at 6:50am weighing 6pounds 5 ounces. (No C-section!!!)They were both screaming their head off when they came out and were as healthy as could be 2 days later, we went home and began the craziness that is our life with 3 boys
Wife to Jason
Brodie(9)~Deacon(8 )~Truman(8 )~Sawyer(5)~Elliot(3)~Finn 3/9/12