Mon May 14, 2012 4:32 pm
T.J. and I are VERY proud parents of 2 baby boys!!!
Below is a summary of my pregnancy and the boys' birth story: I found out I was expecting on September 29th, 2011. T.J. and I were thrilled!!! We found out we were expecting twins at our first doctor's appointment, October 21st, 2011. While we were waiting for the doctor to come in T.J. asked me "What if it's twins?" I replied "If it was twins, I would know, I would be really sick." Well, I was wrong! It was twins and I had been feeling great (very lucky).
My pregnancy was a breeze. I felt great! I was a little tired at first, and I didn't really cook at all while I was pregnant, but really had no problems. T.J. and I never wanted to find out the sex of the babies, even if it was twins. We had a lot of doctor's appointments and everything was going perfectly. I was treated as "high risk" because of the twins. We were told that they were 99% sure the twins were fraternal (because they each had their own placenta).
T.J. and I started Bradley classes. We were very interested in having a completely natural childbirth experience. We know that twin births can be more complicated, but we were set on our plan. I did not want an epidural. I did not want any IV fluids. I did not want continuous fetal monitoring. I wanted to labor as long as possible at home. I wanted to labor in any position that gave me relief and I wanted to deliver in a position that worked for me. I wanted delayed cord cutting. Yes, people thought we were crazy, but we had strong reasons behind our choices.
Everything was going according to plan, until Friday, April 20th. During my work day I started to feel weird. My neck and upper back were killing me. I figured the weight of the twins was finally taking its toll. I made an appointment with a chiropractor for that afternoon. He did an assessment on me and said that my body was under a lot of stress and to come back on Monday to get adjusted. I went home and took some Tylenol and tried to relax and sleep.
Saturday was the day I was supposed to get a lot of stuff done. I needed to pack my hospital bag, get the twins room set up, and finish unpacking stuff for my kitchen (we are just finishing a remodel). I had a very difficult time getting out of bed, and stayed in there most of the morning. I moved down to the couch, but I was feeling terrible. I didn't feel like eating anything, and I didn't all day long. I couldn't sleep at all Saturday night because I just felt "weird". On Sunday morning I was relaxing on the couch when I felt a gush. I thought "uh oh, that can't be good." I went to the bathroom to find I was bleeding. I wasn't super concerned as it was "old blood", brown in color, which is not as bad as bright red blood. I yelled upstairs for T.J. and we called the doctor. While waiting for the doctor to call back, T.J. started packing a bag for the hospital. I had a feeling it was not going to be an in and out visit. I took a shower and we headed to labor & delivery.
When we arrived at labor & delivery I was dilated to 1 and 70% effaced. They put the monitors on me and I was having about 10 contractions an hour. I did not know they were contractions, I just thought that Logan was kicking me hard. I was admitted. They started IV fluids to see if that would stop the contractions....nope. I got a shot of steroids to mature the babies' lungs in case they delivered early. They gave me nifedipine to stop the contractions and it started to work. I started to feel a lot better, but I was starving. Of course I wasn't able to eat anything for fear of labor progressing.
I spent the night in the hospital with nurses coming in every hour to check on me. I was hooked up to IV's and 3 monitors attached to my stomach. I couldn't sleep with all of the interruptions, monitors beeping, being starving, and not being able to move (if I did the monitors would come off my stomach and then the nurse would have to come in). They were unable to get me an appointment with maternal fetal medicine for Monday, so I spent another day at the hospital (although I was finally able to eat something). I received the second shot of steroids for the babies lungs. It was still very hard to sleep.
I was seen by maternal fetal medicine on Tuesday around noon. I had not had any contractions for about a day. The ultra sound looked great. Both babies were fine, their fluid looked good, so they were not overly concerned about the bleeding (although they could not explain it either). One of my regular OB's (Dr. Siegel) did not want to discharge me because he said when he pushed on my stomach he could feel a contraction (even though I couldn't). The maternal fetal medicine doctor said he thought it was fine for me to be discharged to home, but it was my doctor's choice. Sigh, I did not want to spend a 3rd night in the hospital. I just wanted to go home, sleep in my own bed, get some stuff done at the house (pack a hospital bag, diaper bag, install car seats, etc), and
Our 2 bundles of joy are joining us in June!!!