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On August 22nd at around 9 pm I went to bed with my husband as usual. We had a long and inviting talk that led to DTD. As usual, I got up and took a hot shower and climbed into bed.
At about 2 am I started having some contractions and didn't realize that I could really feel them until around 5 am. I assumed they would stop because this always happened after doing the DTD with all my pregnancies and with most woman. I got up at around 7 am for work and was still having some but not as strong and got ready for work. Robert drove me to work and I expressed my concern that I could still feel them, but once again shrugged it off.
Robert dropped me off at work and went to a friend's house nearby. During the time I was at work I went to the bathroom and noticed some light spotting and then wiped again and it was a big chunk of what looked like snot. I knew it was my plug but had my plug come out early and re-form in other pregnancies, so again, I waved it off.
About ten minutes later Robert appeared at my job, Welcomed visit as we were having a rough patch in our relationship and that was totally unexpected. Robert asked me to go get checked out, he said he just a had a gut feeling something was not right and really wanted me to get checked out. I blew him off and he said he wasn't leaving the office until I did and he sat down and did move. Finally, another worker came in and I told her I was going to go get checked out.
I asked him if we could go get something to eat as I knew that I would not be able to eat when I got to the hospital and had nothing that morning. I called my doctor to let her know what was going on but at this point the contractions were gone, so we went and got take and went home at watched a movie. I knew I needed a note for work and my mom was getting off soon so I told Robert I would run to the hospital with my mom and come home. Robert agreed.
I picked up my mom and went in and signed in at 12:34pm. They didn't get me up to the room until about 1:30pm. At that point the nurse checked me and said I was a loose one but I was contracting every 6-7 minutes steadily. She said she would wait and call my doctor in an hour. During that hour I actually started to feel them but they were not painful at all. My doctor came in around 3pm and said that I would be there for at least 24 hours because she was going to do the steriod shots for lungs and orderd procardia. The shot was given in my but on the left side but I felt the pain on the right. My doctor then decided to do a pap and group b-strep also.
Now between 1:30 and 4pm I have talked to Robert and his family. Telling them all that I would be there for the night and would be home on complete bedrest. That is was nothing to worry about, big mistake.
When she finished everything it was about 4pm and she checked me and went and got more nurses who also checked me. She gently put her hand on my shoulder and explained that I was now four centimeters, they would try to hold off until the next night but she doubted I would make it.
Within hours all my in laws and my family were at the hospital by 7 pm we were all watching Monday night RAW but the contractions had gotten regular at every 2 minutes and painful. The nurse checked me again and said I was about 6-7 cm.They tried to stop them with mag which also burned my arm every time I had a contraction. So every other contraction I was holding my arm and stomach. Finally around 9 I gave up. I couldn't take the pain and asked for epidural and was told I could either go ahead and have a c-section or I would have to wait it out because the mag coudln't not be fused with epi medicine. My husband and I both agreed that they were coming either way and the amount of pain I was in could just be stopped now. (now let me tell you I feel so guilty. I ask myself all the time what could have happened if I had just waited).
Everything from there was blurr, the contractions were so bad that I was just asking for relief, some type of relief because they were coming fast. They will wheeled me into the room and had me scoot to another weird looking table. They told me to sit up and hold on and I just burst into tears. I have never had major surgery, never been in a room like this, and was scared for my twins who were only 29 weeks. My doctor held me and let me cry. Jason, the anestiologist I met earlier then said aren't you happy to see me and I was. Now the spinal block was done with precision and I didn't feel anything. With in a minute of getting it I couldn't sit up. They leaned me back and told me to put my arms up. My husband was invited in and they started. I couldn't feel anything, but about 6 minutes later I heard okay everyone get ready. Literally, they were about 60 people my husband said...mainly for the twins.
All of sudden the doctor said dad do you want to see? He stood up (shocked me because he is not good with fluids. One time I was throwing up and he in the admist of helping me got floored and threw up hisself) and looked and said its little. Jeantte Mary entered the world at 9:44 pm on August 23rd, 2010 weighing in at 2 lbs 14 ozs, her brother followed at 9:45 pm weighing in at 3 lbs 1oz.
Amazingly, we were able to hear them both cry and both required no oxygen just yet. I got to see both of them before they were whisked away with their Dad. I went into recovery which was the longest hour of my life and still can't remember even being taken. Afterward I returned to my room where my husband was waiting and he showered with my so much love and told me how proud he was of me. It was until the wee hours of the morning they let him wheel me down to see my twins...
Wow Steph..you're quite the trooper!!! Shrugging it all off like you did for as long as you did! I'm so glad you had a happy ending and the prelude to the early delivery between you and Robert was like consumation for a new beginning. The joy and intimacy that kept on giving, ya know?
I'm sorry they had to enter the world so early, but even still, this is their story, and what miracles they are. I know since this was posted, both have had their ups and downs. I hope only ups are in store for the future.