The birth of Eleanor and Josephine is probably one of my favorites. One of the (many) reasons why I was nervous to give birth to twins is because I knew this was going to be my last pregnancy, and I love giving birth, so I was afraid that the birth wouldn't go as planned. Ultimately, I knew the end result of healthy babies was the goal, but I was still so nervous about early labor and/or a c-section, and I selfishly wanted one last final good birth experience, and I was blessed enough to get it. In fact, I was blessed enough with a healthy twin pregnancy. No bed rest. No early labor. Really, no major health problems at all, and for that I am truly so blessed.
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| Our very first sonogram, when we were shocked to learn we were growing twins |
So, as I was getting further along, we set an appointment to be induced with my doctor; October 6th, where I would be 38 weeks along. It couldn't come soon enough!! Well, one night I was scrolling through the feed in a facebook group I'm in called "Mormon Moms of Multiples" when I stumbled across a girl that had her babies at 37 weeks due to
Cholestasis. The typical sign of it is intense itching on the hands and feet, but hers was just on her stomach. My stomach itched like crazy, but I just chalked it up as a growing stretching stomach. But still, I googled more symptoms and another symptom was dark pee. Mine basically looked like apple juice no matter how much I drank, so I decided at my next appointment I would just bring it up to my doctor. She thankfully listened and ordered me a lab and they called the next day saying I did in fact have Cholestasis and that I would be induced in a week. I was shocked that something I googled I actually had, because usually its me being paranoid. I had 7 more days of being pregnant ever and I couldn't have been happier. Of course, I did worry about NICU time, but since Cholestasis can be fatal to the babies after 37 weeks, I knew the possibility of a little NICU time was preferable.
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| Andy spent the Wednesday before we had the babies throwing up |
So, we spent that week preparing as much as possible and had one last date night to the only place that ever sounded consistently good: Bombay House. A few days before my induction, my kids got a nasty flu, so that was pretty stressful, but other than that, the week was great and it flew by. Thursday night, the 28th, I got a phone call with instructions for my induction, saying I had to be ready by 6am on Friday the 29th. We spent Thursday cleaning, and I spent a good part of the night crying. I was nervous and the realization hit that I would never just have 3 kids again, and that Andy would no longer be my baby. I cried a lot, especially when Sam played Enya and when we put the kids to bed. That night I actually slept better than I had in weeks, which surprised me, and when my 5am alarm went off, I excitedly popped out of bed and got ready to be ready to leave by 6 just in case. My mom headed over and we all sat around until about 8:30 when the hospital finally called and told me to be there between 9:15 and 9:30. So we said our goodbyes to the kids and headed over to the hospital at 9.
We checked in, and headed to my room in Labor and Delivery where they got me all set to start being induced, and there we waited.
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| 37 weeks pregnant |
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| Such an unflattering picture of me, but shows my hugeness. |
Part two coming soon!
