So I know that everyone is waiting for more updates, etc… and really, I have a lot to write! But P-Daddy and the ladies are leaving for home on the 19th and honestly? I want to just soak up the *now* for a bit with them before they leave. More then likely I won’t see them again except in pictures, so I want to sniff baby heads and watch daddy with his girls as much as possible while I can!
Now that we all know the happy outcome I wanted to give a few details about the posts put up by others while I was… busy…
The reason he broke my water, the reason he was in the room in the first place, is because we didn’t just “misplace” Amelia. Neither heart rate monitors nor ultrasound could find her beating heart. My OB was rushed over to see if he could have any luck with the ultrasound machine in locating a live, beating heart on that little girl. She wasn’t really moving much and what movement there were could have been attributed to Ava kicking at her. I was so scared. SO. SO. Scared. Because of how Ava was presenting the only way I could get both girls’ heart rates was by laying mostly flat on the bed; any other position and we “lost” Ava. But Amelia had always been in the same place, super easy to find, and wiggling in the same directions so never off the monitor. Not being able to find her, at all.. listening OR looking.. I swear to gawd, for a minute there I was back in January. Luckily… luckily…. after a few minutes we found it. Her and Ava’s limbs were all layered and jumbled up together and she was facing up, which made locating her little pitter patter hard to do. Once we finally found it it was just a matter of adjusting this and positioning that and we had her for good. Since he was in the room anyway and I was nicely soft and dilated he decided to go ahead with my AROM request a few hours earlier then he had planned. While he was there he asked about putting the electrode in Ava’s head. After the scare of “losing” Amelia because of positioning I jumped all over the idea. After asking P-Daddy if he was OK with it ( obviously, he was ) I had my OB place it and hook it up.
WOW that was weird. I had a wire, attached to her head, taped down to my leg and hooked to a monitor. Since she was nicely tracking now, I was allowed to get up and labor a bit more naturally. I got on my birthing ball and bounced those ladies down to a nice relaxed 6 centimeters in a very short time period, and I am confident that I could have had the drug free labor and birth that I’d wanted if we’d had just one baby ( or two head down babies) on board. But that monitor! SO WEIRD! Every time Ava would move her head, it would tug on that wire. Just surreal, having her movements and actions felt on the OUTSIDE of my body, when she was on the inside. That was one of the reasons I noticed my complete dilation so soon; I could feel, both outside and inside, a baby right there, low down on my body.
I’ve had a few questions about the epidural that I’ll address here, too. My anesthesiologist was awesome. I got a super light dose. If I had to quantify the lever of dosage, I’d say I could still very easily feel..40? 50% complete sensation. I could still feel and easily use/move my legs. I could still easily feel and work with each contraction.. I could still easily control my body enough to sit as upright as possible and use gravity to it’s full power in bringing that little lady down. It just felt like my lower half had gone to a kegger that my upper half hadn’t been invited to. Still there, still useful… but a little on the goofy side. ……
Ava and Amelia are beautiful. That new little family is beautiful. Right now, that seems to be all I can focus on, so I will get the birth story out, it will just be in bits and pieces.
As you all know I had very much wanted to have a “natural” labor with these two. My OB, on the other hand, was VERY insistent on an epidural. Because of my birthing history ( fast! ) he was also very insistent as to how soon I get that epidural. Grrrr. So I was allowed to labor naturally for a while.. well as naturally as one can on Pitocin.. then he broke my water. I was three centemeters dilated. At that time we also placed an internal monitor on Ava’s head to keep track of her pulse rate. I was allowed to get off the bed and bounce on my birthing ball because her rate was nicely documented for the staff, so YAY to no more being stuck in bed laboring!! Alas, soon after I was dilated to a 6 so an epidural was ordered. Luckily I had an AWESOME anesthesiologist who gave me a super light epidural.. a compromise with my OB. I had laughed and joked with the peanut gallery in attendance earlier in the day that we’d have the babies by 3:45, but I got that epidural at 3pm and was only dilated to a six at that time……. so you can imagine my surprise when, half an hour later, I could very clearly feel a little head pushing back at me! I’d had a handful of great doozy contractions but because of the light epi and the past few months of constant BH contractions, I hadn’t really paid attention to all the smaller contractions I was getting. I sent my husband down the hall to get the nurse, as that rectal-pressure feeling is quite clear. She checked me and yep! Fully dilated, fully effaced, baby head RIGHT THERE!! It was time to gown up and head to the operating room, go have some babies!
Left to right: Best friend Franay, my goofy yet indispensable husband, and P-Daddy all ready for the action!
To give you a better update just as soon as my body stops shaking….
Two baby girls, born 20 minutes apart at 3:40 and 4:00
Ava, 4 pounds three ounces.
Amelia, 5 pounds three ounces.
It was terrifying. Ava was born VERY quickly… Amelia was..not. And it was scary.
But both of the beautiful little girls are happy, healthy, HERE, and with their daddy, where they belong.
More later, I promise.
*What if I “give in” and don’t put up a huge fight about getting the epidural? Will I feel ashamed/regret about that decision later?
*What if the nursing staff make this unique situation feel awkward? Shuffle myself, my husband, or P-Daddy to the side?
*What if I get nauseous and throw up?
*What if I feel too embarrassed to labor naturally with others in the room?
*What if I feel too embarrassed to labor with pain meds and others in the room?
*What if there is a problem with one of the ladies?
*What if I have to have a c-section?
*What if I poo on the table??! ( I have been sick…..)
*What if I don’t get good photos to document this grand finale?
*What if I do? Am I allowed to glory in them?
*What if having the post-baby body without the…baby… is totally depressing?
*What if nursing twins is just too hard.. physically, emotionally? Will I beat myself up about that?
*What if I’m embarrassed ( because damn, am I awkward at first) nursing the ladies?
*What if it all goes perfectly……………
*What am I supposed to do, be, advocate for, dream about, live……… tomorrow? Is it OK if I don’t know, right now?
Alrighty then! On the cusp of my 35th week pregnant with these twinkies, it seems I may have yet again MORE updating to do!
Last week was a busy one. P-Daddy flew in to my little corner of the world on Tuesday night so we’re still adjusting to a “visitor” schedule which means my darling cherubic children have been in major arsehole mode. Which is fine, just GAH. P-Daddy didn’t have much time to settle in before we got down to business, as I had my weekly OB appointment on Wednesday morning. Aaannnnd……… It was a doozy! A normal belly check turned into a lady bits check when I mentioned, once again, my frequent contractions. This was not new news as I’ve been having more then my fair share of Braxton Hicks anyway, with a few actual real contractions thrown in for good measure. The good news? I still have lady bits present despite the fact that I haven’t seen them in, oh, I don’t know… weeks. Sasquatch. Awesome. But what did they expect? Shaving, when wiping my own arse has become a strategic process?!
Wow. Off topic.
Moving on. During my lady bits check it was decided that.. hey… I might be a wee little bit dilated. Like, a centimeter. And maybe a tiny bit effaced. Maybe. So it was off to the hospital for an NST for me. THREE straps are needed for these little things, and DANG are they comfortable! I love them! It’s great! Not itchy at all! And on that particular day I got to stay in the hospital for HOURS with the fun things! Like… I didn’t get home till after 2:30, while my OB appointment was at 9:45. Math; you do it.
Good news is the ladies sound great. Nice steady little pitter patters. Bad news? I am totally unobservant. My husband has been telling me that for years but I didn’t notice. Looks like I’m having contractions every three minutes. I… failed to notice. Oops. I just got so used to the BH’s that I don’t even register them any more. And for every 5 “fake” BH contraction I have, I get one “real” one. Greeeeat. It is much too early to entertain any thoughts of the ladies making their grand entrance, so this was NOT good news. The solution? Nifedipine. For those too engrossed in my descriptives to click the link ( raise your hand!) I’ll paste below the important part:
Nifedipine side effects
If you experience any of the following serious side effects, stop taking nifedipine and contact your doctor immediately or seek emergency medical treatment:
- an allergic reaction (difficulty breathing; closing of the throat; swelling of the lips, tongue, or face; or hives);
- unusually fast or slow heartbeats;
- severe dizziness or fainting;
- yellowing of the skin or eyes (jaundice); or
- swelling of the legs or ankles.
Other, less serious side effects may be more likely to occur. Continue to take nifedipine and talk to your doctor if you experience
- headache, fatigue, or tiredness;
- vivid or abnormal dreams;
- nausea or constipation; or
- increased urination.
Side effects other than those listed here may also occur. Talk to your doctor about any side effect that seems unusual or that is especially bothersome.
Gee, that sure does sound fun!! Nifedipine is a high blood pressure medication that also tends to calm down big muscle actions, like uterurs’s ( uteri?) that are happy contractors. I… do not like it. Because the last thing I needed was MORE tired with MORE sleeplessness, with MORE peeing and MORE dizziness. I needed all of those things right now. I’m told that these side effects can become less severe as time passes and DANG do I hope so! Lucky for me P-Daddy is in town, so if I really do need a nap, or a longer nap, or more pee time? I can just pass on my darling children to him and get-r-done. Awkward? Yes. And while I know I shouldn’t be, I’m really not comfortable doing so. Bad Mama vibes and all that. But I’m kind of running out of options so I suppose I’ll just suck it up. Plus my kids totally love their new playmate so hey, there is that.
Tomorrow afternoon I have my monthly ultrasound. I am SO counting down the minutes! It’s fun to see the ladies, fun to see P-Daddy see the ladies, and really fun to see how things are progressing. Is Ava still head down? Hows that cervix looking from the inside? How about stress.. are they showing any more signs of stress? Are things good to go and let run their course, or will we be inducing at 36 weeks? Not that I’m hoping, or anything. Nothing like that. I want to hand over fat happy babies and cooking time is required for that kind of thing. But I AM hating the new sensation around the rib area; super sore, tender ribs ( this is what I’d think broken ribs feel like) mixed with stretching skin that has never stretched before. Think cheese grater inserted under your breasts. That’s as close as you’ll get to what this feels like. I carried both of my babies low, so that is where the bulk of my skin damage happened. Well I’m carrying these ladies low as well… but I’m also carrying high. It’s an adventure but dang. And nothing seems to help there because if I’m upright, that skin is being pulled on.
Adventure. It’s an adventure. And really, I think I got it easy. Yes, I bitch and moan about the little things. That is what I DO. But I’m loving every second of it.
OH! Question for my experienced readers! I need to pack a bag for the hospital! And all I can think to put in it are baby items which, duh, I won’t be needing. Here’s what I’m thinking so far: comfy robe, labor clothes ( sports bra, skirt of some kind?), my techno loaded MP3 ( note to self, buy new headphones) and a cd for the room so I’m not the only thing making noise, by birthing ball, comfy yet decent after-birth clothes, pads, waterproof makeup………….. and what? I’ll be nursing the girls… so nursing bra? Gah, I didn’t even like those with my own children. Shoot, that messes up the comfy post-birth outfit idea too as I’ll need something with buttons… ( revise mental shopping list).. So help me nail down what all I need to bring, okay? With my own I’d have had this bag packed the second I hit the third trimester and this time it kind of snuck up on me.
Tomorrow; ultrasound update! And… fumbling plans for what to do with my family while I’m in the hospital birthing someone else’s!