I_AM_LIVID
Mum to 1Angel & b/g twins
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The events leading up to the birth of my beautiful twins at 36 weeks, 2 days gestation on September 1 happened so quick and sudden. One minute I was lying in bed with my two fur babies thinking of what I should have for breakfast and the next thing, at 10:44 am I was reaching for my phone to call my OH as I knew I was having contractions. At the time they were about 20-25 minutes apart, so I had time to call my mum to take me to hospital as well as to take a shower (dont ask me why, it was a natural instinct).
Although my c-section was booked for September 13, I knew I was going to have my babies on that day because my OBGYN had informed us after I had my first contractions at 32 weeks, 2 days gestation, that if I got contractions again, he was not going to stop them. When I called my OBGYN on that day, he told me to immediately go to hospital so the nurses could prep me for theatre. I was scared that babies were too small and would have to do time in NICU, yet excited at the prospect of meeting my babies after a very complicated and seemingly drawn out pregnancy.
Once at the hospital, it was confirmed that I was in labour. At the time my main concern was whether my OH would make it to the hospital in time to cut the umbilical cords of the babies. When in theatre the anaesthetist ask me if I wanted to go under GA or have an epidural. Interestingly enough, up until that point I was undecided, so I surprised myself somewhat when I immediately responded general anesthesia. Having already lost a baby, I think I was scared of being conscious while babies were being delivered and know that I would completely be useless if something went wrong. I just wanted to sleep and wake up to be told my babies were perfect and healthy.
Less than 30 minutes later, I woke up with a nurse and my OH hovering over me. OH didnt make it in time to cut the cords, but he was there shortly after to watch them clean the babies and monitor them. I believe my first words waking up were how are the babies? Is everything fine? OH assured me that everything went well, the babies were beautiful, that Clarissa weighs 2.64 kgs (5lb 8ozs) and is 47 cm long and Gabriel 2.3 kgs (5lb 1oz) and 49 cm long.
Although both babies were immediately placed in the incubators for heartbeat and saturation level monitoring, Clarissa was removed the next day while Gabriel stayed in there for 4 days. He was fine, but his saturation levels were dipping at times and his heart rate was much slower than his sisters (although still above 100 beats per minute). On Tuesday, the babies and I finally came home. They are perfect and Im completely inlove.
Clarissa and Gabriel
Clarissa - my mini-me, only much, much cuter
Gabriel - a duplicate of her daddy
Clarissa's favourite facial expression... the pout
Gabriel dreaming of puppies and butterflies
Although my c-section was booked for September 13, I knew I was going to have my babies on that day because my OBGYN had informed us after I had my first contractions at 32 weeks, 2 days gestation, that if I got contractions again, he was not going to stop them. When I called my OBGYN on that day, he told me to immediately go to hospital so the nurses could prep me for theatre. I was scared that babies were too small and would have to do time in NICU, yet excited at the prospect of meeting my babies after a very complicated and seemingly drawn out pregnancy.
Once at the hospital, it was confirmed that I was in labour. At the time my main concern was whether my OH would make it to the hospital in time to cut the umbilical cords of the babies. When in theatre the anaesthetist ask me if I wanted to go under GA or have an epidural. Interestingly enough, up until that point I was undecided, so I surprised myself somewhat when I immediately responded general anesthesia. Having already lost a baby, I think I was scared of being conscious while babies were being delivered and know that I would completely be useless if something went wrong. I just wanted to sleep and wake up to be told my babies were perfect and healthy.
Less than 30 minutes later, I woke up with a nurse and my OH hovering over me. OH didnt make it in time to cut the cords, but he was there shortly after to watch them clean the babies and monitor them. I believe my first words waking up were how are the babies? Is everything fine? OH assured me that everything went well, the babies were beautiful, that Clarissa weighs 2.64 kgs (5lb 8ozs) and is 47 cm long and Gabriel 2.3 kgs (5lb 1oz) and 49 cm long.
Although both babies were immediately placed in the incubators for heartbeat and saturation level monitoring, Clarissa was removed the next day while Gabriel stayed in there for 4 days. He was fine, but his saturation levels were dipping at times and his heart rate was much slower than his sisters (although still above 100 beats per minute). On Tuesday, the babies and I finally came home. They are perfect and Im completely inlove.
Clarissa and Gabriel
Clarissa - my mini-me, only much, much cuter
Gabriel - a duplicate of her daddy
Clarissa's favourite facial expression... the pout
Gabriel dreaming of puppies and butterflies
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