Archive for March, 2011

This is it…

Our journey to parenthood and a ‘complete’ family is officially over. It’s hard to believe that after almost 5 years of trying/thinking/hoping we are truly all finished. We couldn’t be any happier with our 3 daughters. They are all a joy; Cassidy is awesome and amazes us every day and the twins are already starting to exhibit their own personalities. We know how incredibly blessed we are to have 3 happy, healthy children and as much as I complain about how hard it is (cause I *really* enjoy my sleep!) I know that it will get easier and it will be FUN 🙂

I have been keeping another blog with daily things that Cass – and now the babies – do and I guess I’ll start linking that one to FB so everyone can keep up with us…

I have to say a heartfelt thank you to everyone who encouraged us, helped us, advised us, cheered with us, and now loves our children. Special shout out to my friends from SMO: you guys are TRULY angels! I really feel like the last few years were a group effort.

And of course we wouldn’t have any children without Ginger and Kylene – both of whom know how much they mean to us!

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Alison and Rebecca’s Birth….

Jessica and I met Tuesday morning at the OB’s office. I had been having some slight cramping and lots of Braxton Hicks over the past week or so but nothing major at all that signaled to me labor was on the way. We were both excited when the nurse asked me to undress for the cervical check!! J Dr. B. checked me and said “well, you’re a good 3cm”. Wow!! I had never been dilated before with my own kids (before going into labor) so this was new for me. She told us to go on over to the hospital to be monitored (we were headed over there anyway for a NST) and see if I was having contractions or not. So after a quick Starbucks run and several phone calls I was hooked up to the monitor to see what was going on. My contractions were all over the place yet I still felt nothing! The nurse “warned” us that lots of women walk around dilated for weeks (I think she could tell we were both pretty excited about the possibility of the babies being born that day). After about 2 hours of lying in bed being monitored, Dr. B. arrived and checked me again. I was 4cm!!  I was still in shock because I had yet to have a painful contraction. She told me to walk around some and see if we could get things moving more. So we walked the halls then came back to be checked again. This time my water broke as Dr. B was checking me. So after that I FINALLY started to feel contractions! We did more walking and sitting and around 5pm I got the epidural. J J J Now it was just a matter of time. Somewhere around now my mom showed up to join us in waiting. Around 6:30 Dr. B. checked me again and declared me “fully dilated”. This was it!! We had to go to the operating room (standard procedure for twins), another new experience for me. So as soon as I was declared ready for delivery, people started showing up from everywhere. After about 10 min or so of “prep work”, they said it was time. I had thought that I wouldn’t get too upset but just as they were getting ready to wheel me away I got all teary. We had waited so long (and Jess had an even longer wait) for this moment and it was finally here. Once in the operating room, I was moved to the operating table. There were nurses and doctors all around us and the all looked the same! (at least 13, maybe more…)I looked around for Jess and saw her standing by the door. They gave her a chair at my head and I heard them say they would “work around her”. J I am not sure what time it was but would say probably around 6:55 (because it happened SO FAST) I was told to push. With my first push Dr., B. said “that’s all you can do???” After maybe 3 pushes Allison was born. Jess and I were both crying like crazy!!! The nurse took Alison right away to be examined and then it was time to get Baby B out. Dr. B. had already warned me that she may have to reach in and get her since she was breech. And that’s exactly what she did. I could tell by the look on her face that she was not happy, and I started to get a little concerned. I could feel/see her pulling around in my belly, and then she got the feet out. However, as she reached for a towel, Baby B tried to pull her feet back in and I heard Dr. B say “no, no, no!!!”  Then she asked for (or more like yelled for) nitroglycerine-I had no clue what this was or who it was for. A nurse said “open your mouth” so I did. They sprayed it under my tongue and within seconds Rebecca was pulled all the way out. (Apparently I was having a contraction which was preventing Dr. B. from being able to get Rebecca out; the nitro was used to “relax” my uterus enough so that she could get her out). She didn’t cry right away and I could hear Jess saying “why isn’t she crying???” Then she started to cry-what a relief!  Alison Jamie was born at 6:57 and weighed 5lb1oz. Rebecca Riley was born at 6:59 and weighed 6lb5oz.

 

When I read Jessica’s email last Christmas saying how they weren’t sure of the future I just knew-this was something I wanted to do. And it couldn’t have worked out any better. It has been so much fun getting to know Jessica and her family better. I look forward to seeing the twins grow and am so happy to have been a part of this.

(I have not pictures to share because I forgot my camera!!)

OMG – a REALLY long birth story

There are no other 3 letters to describe last week. I really want to take my time and make sure I get everything written down before I forget something.

Tuesday morning K was 37w1d and had a dr appt. She said she had been having BH, nothing real but thought Dr. B should check her anyway… Surprise: a “good” 3 cm! Dr. B said she couldn’t promise babies today, and breaking water at 37 weeks was iffy, but she would check the contractions and see what was going on. We went to the hospital and made some preliminary “this *could* be it” calls.

K was on the monitor from 11a – 1p and when Dr B came to check her at 1, she was just about 4cm and Dr B said “you’re staying!” I went to get K’s and the babies’ bags and K started walking the halls. When I left the hospital I was making calls and texting and couldn’t remember how to get back to Marilyn’s house – good thing I have GPS! I got the bags and headed back to the hospital. I still don’t think I was convinced this was really happening.

When Dr B came back around 2, K was a good 4 and her water broke – first time ever it broke with no intervention! I think that was when I *knew* this was really happening today! K didn’t have any pain (she might have winced twice all day) and we were able to walk and chat the whole time. It was not like any labor I have ever heard of and I think she was surprised as well.

At some point during the day I was thinking about the date, 2/22. I was really excited because I love dates and I knew that Scott could remember it. It hit me that our original consult with Kylene, Matt, me and the RE was on 2/22/10. I thought that was REALLY cool!

Epidural went in at 5pm and K was at 5cm (I remember saying “5 at 5, I can remember that!”) We were hoping that her sister would make it to the delivery and at that point she was 2 hours away. We all figured she had plenty of time. Although at that point K’s husband told me “Another hour or so and she’ll be done.” I thought he was nuts! I was thinking the babies would come at 10 or 11 that night. K’s mom got there and we all chatted some more. When Dr. B came back at 6:30 to check K, she said “Just as I suspected, you’re complete. Please keep your legs closed until we get to the OR.” WHAT?! That was crazy fast and I was NOT ready!! I sent a couple “she’s going to push now” texts and then the nurse had me put my gown on. Bethany wasn’t there yet but we found out that she wouldn’t have been able to go into the OR anyway so that made it a little easier to take.

Dr. B had made sure we were in the room closest to the OR and we went right in. All of a sudden a sea of blue gowns and white masks were giving orders and moving quickly. I was given a chair between the IV pole and K’s head. Dr B said “I told you there would be a lot of people!” It wasn’t just that there were a lot of people (13, I believe), but they all looked alike! (At one point I told someone to go be with the babies and she said “the pediatrician is with them.” I thought she WAS the pediatrician!)

Kylene found the handles on the leg holders and she pushed about 2.5 times and Alison Jamie came out screaming. Kylene and I were bawling and I just kept saying “oh my God. Oh. My. God.” It was unreal. But we knew the hard part was coming.

Dr. B took a deep breath and ‘went in’ to grab Rebecca. All I could see was the distress on Dr. B’s face. She looked so concerned and it really upset me. I was alternately looking at the warmer where Ali was and checking on Dr. B. She called for a “blue towel” and then said “Oh no you don’t.” Then she yelled “Nitroglycerin” and the Anesthesiologist said “I don’t have any.” Dr B said “it’s on the top of your cart.” So he sprayed something under Kylene’s tongue. (We had no idea what was going on!). After a few more harrowing seconds, Dr B pulled Rebecca Riley out and said quietly to the Pediatrician “I heard her clavicle pop.” I didn’t care so much about that as the fact that Becca wasn’t crying (or, I realized, breathing). They took her to the warmer and after some massage and oxygen she finally let out a whine. They were checking her collar and shoulder and you could already see bruises coming up on her arm and legs. Meanwhile, Kylene was taking a deep breath to push out the placentas. I was running back and forth checking on each baby and Kylene. When Ali’s placenta came out it just didn’t look right. I said to Dr B “that’s not right” and she said it looked like it had started to disintegrate. It finally made sense why Ali had been measuring so much smaller. The babies knew they were better off out than in!

Finally, Dr. B assured me Kylene was fine and I should follow the babies to the nursery. On the way out I saw Kylene’s mom and sister. I think I started crying again when I saw Bethany and hugged her and told them K was doing great and I was going to the nursery and would be right back.

When I got to the nursery they were weighing my “little one” Alison Jamie was 5lbs 1oz.  I waited for them to weigh Becca and finally said “are we weighing this one or what?” They had already weighed her (my bad!) and she was 6lbs 5oz.

I think I took some pictures, looked around for something I should be doing and finally said I was going back to the room and to please bring the babies in as soon as they could.

When I got back to the room Dr. B was explaining what had happened with Becca. I told her that she needed to work on her poker face as she had me pretty concerned.  She told me “Screw my poker face, I got the baby out!” We knew Becca was breech and there was the possibility of a c-section if Dr. B couldn’t pull her out. So when she first reached in she got a hand and a foot and knew that wouldn’t work. So she tried to push the hand back in and turn her. Becca’s arm was up over her head and her hand was around her head so there was no turning her so Dr. B had to grab both feet and pull. When she got her ‘blue towel’ (because, she said, babies on latex gloves are too slippery) Becca pulled both her feet back up. That was Dr. B’s “Oh no you don’t!”. So she got the feet but when she went to pull, Kylene had a contraction and everything ‘locked up’. Nitroglycerin relaxes large muscles so that’s why she needed that to relax K’s uterus and pull Becca out. We joked that we didn’t know who was having a heart attack…Kylene or Dr. B! When Becca came out Dr. B was sure she heard her clavicle pop, so she wanted the Ped to know that her collar-bone could be broken. But she told us bones heal and there wouldn’t be any long-term effects. [And, for the record, x-ray confirmed no fracture!]

As we were rehashing the 15 minutes in the OR I started to get very short of breath and dizzy. I leaned back against the wall and sort of slid to the floor. Dr. B threw me a pillow and told me to lay flat on the floor because I was hyperventilating. She called a nurse to bring me juice and everyone laughed when Kylene had to ask me how *I* was doing. She just gave birth to twins and looked way better than I did! So for anyone that heard I passed out in the delivery room – I merely hyperventilated in the recovery room!

After that it’s all a blur. Scott, Cass and Aunt Marilyn (K’s MIL) came over to see the babies and we made phone calls and sent texts and took pictures all night. I decided to go sleep at Marilyn’s because I really wanted the babies monitored in the nursery over night and one more night of sleep couldn’t hurt!

I am forever thankful that Kylene didn’t have a lot of pain with labor. I think I would have been a basket case. It was so nice to be able to chat and hang out. Watching our babies come out was the most amazing thing EVER. The fact that Kylene went through meds, shots, appointments, being uncomfortable, not being able to do things with her kids…I just don’t have the words to thank her and her family for completing ours. And I do mean “complete” 🙂

Best. Journey. Ever.

The End (or The Beginning?)