My IVF Story... Continued... Birth

This was the one and only time that I did not go my my Dr's appointment prepared.

We had prepared for a Hypnobirthing delivery... I highly, highly recommend this birthing method.

The funny thing about it is that I was suddenly whisked into a room where they broke my water, my husband had to leave me to go get all of our things: Bag, Book, Cd, Car seats, clothes...etc. All of the things you take to the hospital with you.

So I was a little unnerved and alone for a few minutes. Thank goodness we lived close by.

In my birthing plan, we... I had indicated that I really did NOT want an epidural. If I was going to have an epidural I wanted to highest ranked Dr in the building to come and do my Epidural.

They sent in a little peon to do my epidural. Here I am pregnant with twins, hunched over while little man is messing around on my spine... I am not joking, even the nurse came in wondering what was going on it took him so long. And here my poor husband is watching what he was doing
wondering if this person is going to kill his wife and babies. I know this because he suddenly got super pale and looked like he was going to pass out... incredibly out of character for my husband who eats fish eyes.

As soon as he was finally done messing around and had my epidural in crooked, my husband ran to the bathroom. and came out and told me why he was faint. I can't blame him. thank goodness I couldn't see (I am trying really hard to not call him names, I am still very upset about it and will never, ever have another epidural again) what he was doing.

Finally the epidural was in and I sat back to relax... ha ha ha. I was trying really hard, but I had just had an experience that threw me off guard.

They had broken my water and the contractions were getting pretty intense... so I thought. They told me they would be much worse. Well, because my epidural was crooked, I felt very little in my right side, but it was incredibly intense on my left side.

As the contractions became more intense I pushed the button in hopes to find some balance at least. I honestly feel that had it been in balance, with no epidural I would have been able to tolerate it. It was the fact that all of the intensity and pain was directed to a softball sized spot in my lower abdomen. And I could tell that it was every bit of everything was being taken out on this one spot in my body.

They told me to keep pushing the button until I was comfortable. Well my right half of my body was beyond numb. So numb it hurt (I hate that feeling so much!). However, my left half was still only barely relieved.

Suddenly we were dilated to a 10 and we went into the OR for delivery. Basically they told me afterward that it was the calmest OR delivery they had every had. all of the fifteen extra people that were squished into this tiny room.

They had these measly little candy cane stirrups that they thought I could hold myself up in while I couldn't feel my legs. So my legs kept falling all over the place and I hurt my knee in the process... that we found out a few days later.

Baby A was ready to come. 6 lbs 9 oz 21 inches long. five minutes later, after Suzy reached up and grabbed breech baby B, he was born 7.0 lb 19.5 inches long.

OH!! They had the sweetest cries! I was hoping they wouldn't be obnoxious! I can be easily irritated and obnoxious cries might have been the death of me if it was times two. ;)

Baby A had been squished crooked in my cervix for quite some time, he was larger than baby B all the way to the end and then baby B passed him up. Baby A didn't want to eat right away... when he did, he clomped so hard on me I screamed! Oh it hurt. Baby B almost immediately was nursing. He rode on the gurney/bed with me to Recovery. The nurse laughed about that too saying it was a first.

The one great thing about the timing is that we were able to be in the hospital what seemed to be an entire extra day.

We were able to rest and recuperate, but honestly i didn't' feel my leg for three days anyway. I do not like epidurals.

All of the shots, the pains, the discomforts and even the horrid epidural insert-er were all worth it to have my perfect little angel babies! I am so blessed!

Hubby helped the entire time in the hospital and on into the early days at home... until one day he was so tired, he stopped hearing anything outside of his own head. :) I can't blame him. I am so grateful to him. he changed them, handed them to me to nurse them. I nursed them together most of the time. He cleaned up throw up and got me water. He was very good to us.

Now the boys are two and a half and I cannot believe how fast it has gone! They are so big! I saw a picture that someone had taken around nine months old and they look so different! It is crazy!

I know why people get those weepy feelings. It isn't really, for me, because they are growing up, that is what we do :), it is because I don't remember clearly all the details of the time that has passed.

I am very, very blessed to have my miracle babies. I love them so much! I hope that when the time is right, we will be blessed with some girls. ;)

I omitted the fact that the day I found out they were boys I cried for four more days... probably because I really thought they were both girls, they were named and I was ready for girls. I was scared to have boys and I was still taking hormone shots and I didn't know how to cope with the change. I wouldn't ever change anything though. I love them more than I am able to express.

I hope that despite the lack of details, this is at least interesting information, if not helpful. :)

Enjoy right now!
Cara :)