Let me first start off by saying a few of these pictures are right after they were born so if you don't want to see a little blood just read my story. haha.
Sunday morning Steve couldn't sleep. He woke up at 3am. I felt exhaust and just didn't feel good all day. So at 10pm when we both went to bed we crashed. Well at midnight I woke up to very sharp pains. Now let me clarify something. These pains weren't normal contractions. And they were only on my left side. I got up and went to the rest room thinking maybe the twins had just adjusted weird and it would go away. Well I went back and sat on the edge of the bed breathing through the pain for about 20 mins before I woke Steve up and told him something was wrong. Something was indeed wrong. Thank goodness for my best friend whom I woke up and arranged to drop off Sadie. And thank goodness I had enough forsight to finish packing my hospital bag the day before. See I must have known. haha.
We loaded everyone up and dropped Sadie off. By this time I knew I was in labor. The pain that originally started was now full blown contractions. Steve high tailed it to the hospital possibly blowing through one of two red lights. I mean really it's 12:30 in the morning on a monday...anyway I digress. I was attempting to help drive from my side of the car. Foot planted on the floor and my body just hovering above the seat while holding on to the door handle. I was breathing through the contractions by this point but told Steve in a night so nice way to hurry up. haha. We pulled up to the emergency room and Steve got an nurse and a wheelchair. Apparently I looked lovely by all the sympathetic faces I was getting while wheeling through the ER.
We made it to Labor and delivery at 1:15am and was immediately examined. Well I was almost to a 7 now. Side note: I had been dialated to a 3 for about a month. Yep went from a 3 to a 7 in an hour. This is why my nurses told me to get straight to the hospital next time I had a child after Sadie. They gave me something I'm not even sure what it was but the contractions slowed down. They had to prep the OR for the c-section, get the doctors here and get my numbing medicine. So I needed to slow down a bit.
They wheeled me into the OR and I was given my medicine. Now I was VERY nervous about this because I had such a bad epidural with Sadie I had decided I wasn't going to have one this time. Low and behold though a c-section requires that. UGH! That's ok because Ky my anethesiaologist was amazing and I barely felted it. Thank goodness for small mercies!!!
Now one of the reasons I didn't want an epidural was the way that I felt when I couldn't move. It freaks me out. So I attempted to breathe through everything. At this point I was still by myself. They had to get Steve ready for the OR too. Now thank goodness for Steve and his humor to try and distract me from what was going on. They apparently only have one size fits all in the way of gowns for OR. And most of you know Steve doesn't fit into that category. So he walks in and leans over and says "Fat guy in a little coat" from a Chris Farley movie. haha. That's my hubby. All I cared about at this point was that he was there. I was attempting to surpress my fear and anxiety of the medicine and his presence really calmed me down.
Here is a self portrait he took after putting on his wet suit...um I mean his gown.
They had a curtain up so I didn't see what happened. To be honest I was quite curious. Blood never made me sick or queasy but it was a no go. All I felt was pressure and more pressure. Eventually though there was such a release of pressure that I actually exhaled and sighed. And then Hettie started crying. I was so relived from the pressure being gone I thought to myself Auggie could cook a little longer if he had too. But nope a minute later he was out. Steve mumbled something about him holding on to something but I was numb and just trying to breathe.
While the doctors worked on me they had two teams of nurses in the OR ready and working on the twins. (it was quite crowded in the OR) Steve went with the babies and grabbed these shots.
This is Augustus (Auggie) Emmitt Eastlick.
Born at 2:33am on April 23, 2012
He weighed 6 pounds 1 ounce and was 19 inches long.
This is Henrietta Marie Eastlick
Born at 2:32 am on April 23, 2012
She weighed 6 pounds 14 ounces and was 19 3/4 inches long
After they did all the vitals and wrapped the babies up the nurses brought them over to me. They were still trying to close me back up. I kissed each of them and the nurses took them and Steve out to post op to wait for me.
The next few hours seemed to fly by. Both Steve and I were exhausted and there was no sign of sleep in the near future. The medicine gave me the shakes so bad I couldn't hold the babies for a while after they brought me into post op.
Auggie was basically in the pike position the entire pregnancy and this is good picture of what he would have looked like in the womb. He was having a bit of trouble keeping warm so they put a heart on his tummy which had a thermameter in it so they could adjust the bed to keep them warm.
They also had to keep track of Auggie's blood sugar. It was a little borderline but after a bottle he was fine and kept the levels where they needed to be.
It was hard work being born. After all the poking and prodding they crashed.
We did find out that Auggie was wrapped in amniotic bands. He has scars on his arms and legs. He is very fortunate to be have all his extremities. For more information on ABS please visit the link above. Auggie has been fighting from day one and we are so lucky to have him!!
Their first bath
Then we had one of the nurses take a family photo...minus Sadie of course.
Daddy and his boy.
Poor Steve is was exhausted.
They shared a bed most of the time while we were in the hospital. It calmed them down and they did much better.
Sadie meeting Auggie for the first time.
Sadie was very happy her babies had finally made it.
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