The girls are a month old, but I’m finally getting around to sharing my birth story!
I had known for a few weeks now that I was going to have a c-section since Baby A was breech and I was so nervous about it! I did as much reading about it as possible but still wasn’t sure how ready I was for it. The night before the surgery, we went out to dinner with our parents and Hayden and then he went off to spend the night with my in-laws. I was so sad to say good-bye to him that night and couldn’t stop my hormonal self from crying because I had such fears from the surgery! When Heath and I got home that night we watched the Oscars and then The Walking Dead. By then it was midnight and we had to be at the hospital at 5:30am, leaving our house around 5. Sleep was not going to happen that night!
4am came quickly and I was up to shower and make sure I had everything packed in my hospital bag. I also had the diaper bag packed with two presents for Hayden from the babies so I had to make sure to bring that too. Then we were off to the hospital!
When we arrived, we headed to the Family Birthplace and I let them know I was there. We were the first scheduled c-section of the day which somehow made me feel better. They took me to a room where I had to change into a gown and then 3 nurses came in to start taking some information and have me sign some paperwork. They explained to me what would happen and as I laid on the bed, time was passing by a lot quicker than I thought. I originally thought it would feel like forever until 7:30am, when the surgery was scheduled.
My doctor popped in to see me and to ask if I had any questions but I didn’t really have any. She had been great about going over the whole procedure with me at my last two doctor’s appointments. Next, the anesthesiologist came in to go over what would happen and scared the crap out of me! I had an epidural when I delivered Hayden but I didn’t remember hearing all of the risks that could happen then. Since I was having a spinal though, I know it was different. She let me know that she would try the spinal twice and if it didn’t take, then I would be put completely under and my husband wouldn’t be able to come in then. I remember looking at my husband and nervously laughing while praying that wouldn’t happen.
More questions, more nurses….my husband got his gown, hat and booties that he would have to change into soon. The anesthesiologist then came back and put an IV in my other arm in case I had to have a blood transfusion. More nervous laughter from me but I knew that was especially a risk when pregnant with multiples. My nurse then asked if I wanted to have my catheter in before or after. I asked her what she would do and she said after. Sure, more people would be around but I wouldn’t have to feel any pain. No pain it is! I opted for after.
Then the time came to go back to the Operating Room. They had me stand up and walk there, it really wasn’t too far. I thought my husband was behind me so I didn’t really get to say goodbye to him. It wasn’t until we were in the operating room and I asked that they reminded me that he had to stay out there until they got him.
I had read and people had told me that the room would be bright, filled with people and cold but it still shocked me a bit. They had me sit up on the table to get my spinal and while it was just like when I received my epidural 5 years ago, I still started shaking and almost crying. I had a wonderful nurse who held my hands and told me to breathe and that it was okay to cry. The anesthesiologist kept asking me where I could feel anything in my back until I told her nothing. They quickly had me lay down and they helped lift my legs up onto the bed since I already couldn’t feel them.
Once I was laying back, they worked quickly, putting the drape up and then giving me some oxygen. They called my husband in and gave him a stool, so he could sit down by head and hold my hand. The wonderful anesthesiologist stayed by my side letting me know when I would feel pressure and to remember to keep breathing. He also told me to look to the screen on my right so I could see that my oxygen number was at 100. So even if I felt like I couldn’t breathe, I was getting plenty of oxygen.
Everyone had told me that I would feel a lot of tugging and pressure, but honestly I barely felt anything so I’m going to consider myself very lucky! My OB let us know what was going on and she announced that she was pulling Baby A out. I did’n’t hear any crying or anything so I remember being really worried but she soon started crying and they brought her over to the warmer. There were two warmers and two sets of nurses and a pediatrician for each baby. I thought it was forever in between taking Baby B out so I was shocked to learn that Baby A was born at 7:55am and Baby B was born at 7:56am!
They started cleaning up both babies at the warmers and let my husband and I know that Baby A was 5 pounds, 10 ounces and Baby B was 6 pounds even. They were both 19.5 inches long. The pediatrician came over and let me know that both babies looked great. Even though I made it to 38 weeks, I was still worried that something could be wrong. My doctor let me know that they would begin sewing me up again but I was so distracted looking at the girls I didn’t even pay attention or feel anything.
Once the girls were cleaned up and dressed, they gave both of them to my husband to hold.
Welcome to the world, Olivia (Baby A) and Evelyn (Baby B)!
Now this time, I thought time was flying by but he told me it was almost 40 minutes that he sat there holding them while they stitched me up. Once they were done though, they put the girls in my arms and then wheeled me back to the room which would be mine for the next 5 days!
Once we were settled into the room, they let me breastfeed the girls one at a time. Both of them latched on very quickly – much better than my son 5 years ago – but I was happy when they told me that a lactation consultant would be in later to help me. I knew that nursing twins was a whole new experience!
Once I was able to do that, my husband went to the waiting room to get our son. We wanted him to be the first person to meet the girls. He ran into the room and after saying hello to me and glancing at the babies, he was much more excited to see the presents we told him the girls would be bringing him (two new Skylanders}. After we had a little time just the 5 of us, we then let the grandparents in to see the babies!
I had been scared to have a c-section but I have to say it honestly wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. They had originally told me that I wouldn’t be able to eat anything until the next day, but a nurse gave me some crackers that night. The next morning I was desperate to get my catheter out and also to get moving. I had read that it was important to start moving as soon as possible after a c-section so that next day I made sure to get up and move around the room. The next few days I took walks through the halls with my husband and son.
I ended up staying 4 nights in the hospital and I have to admit, sometimes I miss it! It was nice having so many nurses to help us and to order room service at any time and have housekeeping come in and clean up after us. But it was also great to finally come home and get into a routine as a family of 5.
Do you have questions about having a c-section or twins? Let me know! I know that I tried to learn as much as possible so I’d be happy to answer any questions!