On Friday, June 24th, Trent and I left the house for our bi-weekly non-stress test. Up to this point, I was still feeling good and experienced no painful contractions. This was our last appointment of the week (four in total). We were 37 weeks 2 days pregnant.
We arrived at Kaiser Irvine and went through the routine of finding the girls heart beats on the ultrasound so they could be found on the external monitors. The girls were both head down but they were criss-crossed and chest to chest.
While we anxiously waited for the nurse to take us to the big recliner and monitor the girls, we received some surprising news. My amniotic fluids were getting dangerously low.
The nurse said, “It looks like today is the day!” She walked us down to labor and delivery. It had not fully hit me that my girls were going to come into this world today.
After a few long talks with the doctor, we decided that the safest way to get the girls out was through a c-section and before I knew it, I was prepped for surgery.
A c-section was major surgery and definitely not part of our ideal birth plan, but when it comes to the safest route, I would do anything for my girls.
After surgery, many doctors and nurses told me that that we most likely would not have been able to deliver Chelsea vaginally, and had we gone down that path, there was a high chance we would have had an emergency c-section.
They took me back to the operating room and gave me the spinal. It is a strange feeling to feel absolutely nothing from the neck down. When everything was prepped, Trent was allowed to come in to be with his girls.
At 3:27 p.m. I heard an angelic cry and Katelyn was born at 5lbs 11 oz and 18 inches long. As they took her out, Chelsea had turned in the womb and was breech. Her back was now toward the incision. It took some maneuvering to get her out but at 3:31 p.m, I heard the cry of my second little angel. Chelsea was 5lbs 6oz and 19 inches long. Tears of joy were flowing down my face.
Daddy was able to cut both umbilical cords once the girls were out and shortly after, I found out that Chelsea needed to go to the NICU for further evaluation. The color of her skin was pink when stimulated but was turning gray when left alone. Daddy followed Chelsea to the NICU and the surgeons stitched me back up.
Chelsea was in the NICU until 11:00 p.m. Friday night, when Daddy finally was able to bust her out! We were all together as a family late that night. Words cannot describe what an incredible feeling it was to hold both of my girls in my arms.
Our girls are absolutely perfect and we have so much love for them.
Recovery from the c-section was so hard the first night because I was unable to get out of bed. The girls were sleeping in their bassinets next to me and I was unable to pick them up when they were crying.
I have the most amazing husband in the entire world and I don’t think he slept a single wink that night. He had his eyes on the girls all night long.
We were finally discharged from the hospital around 1 p.m. on Monday and we were definitely ready to get home!
We loaded up the girls for their first car ride…
Thank you to everyone for your love and support. I know we have been a little of reach with everyone as we have been enjoying every precious moment we have with our beautiful girls.