Zayden & Noah’s birth story Part 2

Matt, Renea, and I watched Zayden & Noah get weighed and measured (both 5 lbs and some) and I couldn’t help but notice that they were not crying anymore. I felt a ton of anxiety watching them and feeling like something was wrong. One of the nurses said Noah needed some respiratory help but that he was okay and would be transferred to the NICU. I looked and Matt and told him to to go with Noah. 

I was just finished being closed up and Zayden was still being looked over as I was being wheeled to recovery. They were on the fence as to whether or not he needed NICU time or if he was ok to come to my room. They stopped my bed at his and I was able to touch him and I ordered my sister to stay with my other son. 

Off in recovery across the hall I was having my vitals taken and talking to two of my nurses. Everyone was commenting on how great it was that the boys were each over 5 lbs, and that I had made it as far as 36 weeks and 6 days. We made small talk about yoga, and I begged for ice chips because I was so thirsty. 

One of the nurses started undoing my blankets over my c section incsision and I could sense her tensing up. She called for the nurses behind the curtain and I started hearing the word “hemmorage” I saw a ton of blankets being pulled off me soaked in my blood. All of a sudden Dr Hastings was back standing over me and about 5 nurses. I just layed back and prayed that my sons were okay- I wasn’t even worried about myself. I heard my sister come in and they wouldn’t let her see me. 

After 10-15 min the hemmorage had been controlled- and Dr Hastings explained to me that sometimes twin uteruses have a hard time contracting back to normal size since they had been stretched out to the max. She had given me some meds to help and it made me shake furiously. My sister came in and told me that both of the boys were in the NICU, and they Matt was with them. 

Once out of recovery I was no longer going to the post partum floor of the maternity ward- but high risk maternity since I had had a post c section hemmorage. I was wheeled in my bed through the halls of the hospitals’ NICU so that I could see my sons.

Seeing your babies hooked up to machines to help them breathe and a ton of wires is scary shit. No one wants to see that. When I first saw Noah, he was on his tummy, and with every breath he took he was grunting. I was told that they might need to intubate him. Zayden was looking like the healthier twin at that time and I spoke to the Dr in the NICU, who spouted off timelines of 2-4 weeks before they could come home. I was heartbroken.

Matt was taking it even harder. When I reunited with him in the NICU with our babies, he seemed in a very far away place. He had heard about my hemmorage from my sister and was here I was in a hospital bed in the NICU while our boys were hooked up to machines. I had known this might happen and so did he, but seeing it is different. I was wheeled down to my room and matt came with me. I was in some pain, but okay. I could tell Matt was worried for Noah and Zayden and while he was with me in my room, he wasn’t really there- so I sent him back to the NICU.

That first night was a blur.

Noah did end up being intubated. But by the next day, he pulled ahead and became the stronger twin. Little by little they progressed over the next four days we spent in the hospital. Matt and I spent all our time in the NICU visiting the babies and feeding them. I pumped breast milk for them every 2-3 hours, hoping it would help them get healthier faster.  They had their IV’s taken out. They started eating more, especially Noah. By the third day, we were told Noah could come home with us when I was discharged.

I was so thankful. But at the same time I was devastated because Zayden wasn’t progressing as well. He had had a feeding tube put through his nose, because he wasn’t eating as much. Every three hours we would bottle feed him, and if he didn’t take the amount needed the rest would be put through his tube. He had 30 min to finish a feed otherwise a preemie baby spends more energy and calories eating. It was extremely stressful, especially when we just wanted to bring him home. If he had to have a feeding in his tube I would hold him in my shirt to do skin to skin.

Being discharged from the hospital with Noah and having to leave Zayden behind was the hardest thing I have ever done. I sobbed in my hospital room before going to get Noah and I cried as we walked out of the hospital. I knew he would be home soon and I knew he was in the NICU best possible place. But it didn’t feel right. 

We spent the last week visiting Zayden every day for feeds. He has been doing SO well and is due to come home tomorrow. It has been a nice adjustment just having Noah home, and it’s been tough with just one newborn! We can’t wait to reunite the boys together again after almost 10 days separated! 

Matt and I are lucky we live so close to the hospital, we didn’t have to travel far to see Zayden. we are also so thankful for those NICU nurses who took care of our boys and taught us so much about taking care of preterm babies. I plan on getting gifts for the ones who truly helped us through an extremely difficult ten days.

Now the real fun begins πŸ’™πŸ’™


Zayden & Noah’s birth story Part 1

My beautiful baby boys were born on Valentine’s Day at 1:49 am. I was 36 weeks and 6 days. Obviously this was 10 days earlier than expected. The story of how it went down is long so I’ll be writing it in two parts.

Friday February 10th we had the carpets in our house cleaned. Matt and I were getting ready to leave the house and I was walking down our carpeted stairs. The minute my foot hit our tile entry way my feet slipped out from under me. I fell hard on my butt, and screamed for Matt who came running down the stairs. I held my huge tummy and immediately panicked, but I was also relived that I didn’t land on my stomach. 

I got up slowly and walked to the kitchen and pulled out the Doppler (thank you Mellissa!) and started on trying to find the boys’ heartbeats, which I was able to find very quickly. Relief washed over me as I knew at least that they were alive. Matt was wondering if we should go to the hospital, I was hesitant for a second..and then I tried to get up and felt a ton of pressure in my uterus. It wasn’t a question: we were going to the hospital. 

When we pulled up the vallet the car I couldn’t walk I was in so much pain that I was given a wheelchair and matt and I quickly went to labor and delivery. We were taken quickly into observation where I was hooked up for a stress test. Both boys were fine and since I wasn’t bleeding, I was told to stay off my feet and rest. We went home. The next few days I was in a bit of pain but nothing Tylenol couldn’t help with. 

Monday night around 10pm Matt and I were just getting ready to go to bed and I got up to pee and felt a gush. I first thought it was that my water had broken but when I went to the bathroom I was shocked to see that it was blood. This time there was no hesitation- matt and I booked it to the hospital. We were hooked up again to a NST that showed that the boys were fine, but because I was bleeding I was told the on call doctor was on her way. 

Dr Hastings was her name and my first impression of her was that I thought she looked like Maya Rudolph from SNL. Based on my fall three days earlier and the blood I had experienced tonight, she recommended a c section immediately. 

I was taken aback. They were fine. I wasn’t due for delivery until 2/23, I was only 36 weeks, Dr Guile was supposed to deliver me! This was not a part  of my birth plan!!!! Dr Hastings explained to me that she was concerned that my fall caused a placental tear. If that were the case, things could get bad for my babies- fast. It wasn’t worth it to not deliver and risk the twins. Based on the fact that I had ate a few hours before, I was told in two hours we would have a c section- on Valentine’s Day.

Behind closed curtain in the hospital I cried to Matt. I wasn’t prepared. I was scared of the surgery all of a sudden and most importantly- I was only 36 weeks and scared that the boys would have issues that would require NICU time. My sister was called and told to come to the hospital (she was to be in the delivery room along with Matt) and our parents were called too. 

I changed into a gown and Matt and Renea put scrubs on. I spoke with the anesthesiologist and we made the walk to the OR. Matt and Renea were told to wait outside while I was prepped in the OR. I was overwhelmed and couldn’t help crying. I climbed onto the table and the spinal block was administered (AWFUL) and everything went numb. I met my babies team of people there for the delivery. It seemed like a huge crowd- Dr, two nurses for me and two for the boys. 

Matt & Renea were brought in, and I remember being told I would feel some pressure as baby A was being pulled from me. It was the weirdest feeling. A few seconds later I heard Noah cry and he was held up over the curtain for me to see. Matt held my hand and kissed me and watched as the nurses did their assesment. 30 seconds later I felt another huge amount of pressure and Zayden made his entrance into the world, also crying. I remember being so relieved that they were crying! I watched Matt cut their umbilical cords while I was stitched up.

I had finally had my babies, something that I had been waiting for for almost five years. I was so happy, but things were about to get a little crazy. 

Stay tuned for Part 2 πŸ’™


36 weeks πŸ’™

36 weeks today! πŸ™‚

50% of twins are born by this week so hitting 36 weeks is big for us! Two more weeks and we get to meet our babies! It’s so crazy that it is so close. I could not be more ready though, I am insanely uncomfortable! 

Yesterday we had two Dr’s appointments. One with Dr Guile, where we had an ultrasound to check heartbeats and I had a vaginal swab for strep (which he said since I am having a c section doesn’t apply to me but the hospital wants to have it anyways). I thought this would be a good time to see if I was dilated at all, since I had started to lose my mucus plug in the last few days and I was mostly just curious. Dr G checked my cervix, let me know that my mucus plug was gone, but that I am not dilated at all. Also, Noah is so low that he could feel his head! 

I kind of wish I didn’t ask to be checked because 1. It hurt like a bitch and 2. I had some serious cramps after where I had to come home and take some Tylenol and a nap. Finding out I wasn’t dilated just wasn’t worth the pain! 

Onto Dr appointment #2: we officially graduated from our MFM yesterday after our last growth scan! We got to see the boys one last time on the high def ultrasound and the Dr said everything looked great and that I had been a “great incubator.” ☺️ we also got their final weight estimates:

Noah is measuring 5 lbs 15 ounces and Zayden is measuring 6lbs 3 ounces 

😳 yeah, I have a lot of baby in me. The Dr assured us that this is great and if we were to go into labor now that my chances of any NICU time would be very low. Nevertheless, I would still like to make it to my C section date. It is best for the boys to develop a little more and I would prefer Dr Guile deliver them (we all know how psycho I am about my Dr’s!). 

So now we wait, for the 23rd to get here or for labor to come on its own. We are as ready as we’ll ever be to meet these little guys! 


35 weeks ⏰

Hello! Still here. Still pregnant. 

The good news is it is finallllly February! My boys will be born soon, and if all goes as planned, in roughly 3 weeks! 

Holy Shit.

35 weeks with twins is no freakin’ joke, but I am hanging in there!  The swelling has subsided (I credit the Epsom salt baths, staying crazy hydrated and keeping my feet up constantly) but I’m still feeling the effects of carrying around this 40 pound bowling ball. My back kills if I stand for too long. Yesterday I went walking around Home Goods, and by the time I left I looked like the Hunchback of Notre Dame! 

NSTs continue to go great, and the boys pass quickly. Tomorrow we have one in the morning and I get to meet a lactation consultant who specializes in multiples. It’s part of the “moms of multiples” (MoMs) program that my hospital offers. I’m pretty excited because I have no idea how I am going to breastfeed twins, and can use any tips or tricks! 

We also start seeing Dr Guile (my OB) weekly until our c section. He was extremely optimistic yesterday on how everything is going thus far: normal blood pressure, boys are passing NSTs, low swelling, and I haven’t gained too much weight. We have a very good chance of making it to the 23rd! 

Matt is taking his leave (he gets paid paternity leave with me through his job, so we will be home together! Woohoo!) starting Friday and that will also be so great because he has been wonderful cleaning/organizing for the boys’ arrival. We still have some projects left to do but not too many! 

It’s hard to believe that the boys could come at anytime. I am going to try my hardest to keep them baking because I really want to make it to at least 37 weeks (when twins become full term) I read that for every day they stay inside, is three days less in the NICU. Please send us all your positive thoughts that we make it 22 days! 

What nighttime is like (x2)