Auntie Lane holding Mason(left) and Smith.
A tired and happy Mama and Papa!
Matt loved wearing this jumpsuit for our operating room delivery.
Matt and I getting ready to head to the hospital..but not before I had a piece of toast.
This picture was taken just hours before going into labor.
It finally happened...I had my babies and I am no longer pregnant! Woohoo! Let me tell you how it all happened. Sunday April 29, the night before I was too be induced, Matt and I went out to dinner with my mom and sisters. To reward myself for making it to the end, I ordered a blended margarita...it was delicious! After dinner, Matt and I sat out in our backyard - Matt smoked a cigar and we talked about how different our life would be in only 24 hours. Before heading off to bed, mom, Matt and I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. I woke up at 1:45 am feeling like I was about to wet the bed. Went to the bathroom and sure enough...my water had broken. When I told Matt he thought I was joking. So, we headed to the hospital, checked in, and they got me all hooked up to the fetal and contraction monitor. By 5am, Dr. Chisdak decided I needed a little pitocin to move the labor along. By 9am, I was having strong, painful
contractions. Whew! They don't call it labor for nothing! When Chisdak checked my progress, I had only dilated to 2cm...okay, time for an epidural, please. The first attempt at the epidural only treated the pain on the right side of my body, so we had to try again. (This was the same story for my IV...first one didn't work, had to have a second one...two IV's, two epidurals, for two babies - right?) After the epidural, I could talk, laugh, and enjoy the next few hours of my labor. A little after 2pm, Chisdak confirmed that I had dilated to 9 cm and they wheeled me into the operating room. By 3pm I was pushing. I could feel the contractions, the pressure, and the urge to push. I pushed and pushed...I pushed so hard I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head...to no avail. Around 4pm Chisdak decided Baby A (Mason) wasn't tolerating the pushing very well and that a c-section was in order.
I was both relieved and disappointed/frightened. Relieved because I felt like I was working my hardest and nothing was happening. Disappointed/frightened because I had wanted to deliver them naturally and surgery is always scary. Throughout the surgery I would have moments of keeping it together and moments of losing myself in tears. Matt consoled me and held my hand and everyone in the operating room was very positive and encouraging. Everything happened very quickly and efficiently and at 4:21 pm Smith David, weighing 6 lbs 8 ounces, was born with his eyes wide open! Mason Scott, 6 lbs 1/2 ounce, followed at 4:24 pm. While Chisdak put me back together, Matt followed the babies to the nursery where they got cleaned up and checked over. Within an hour or so we were all together in a recovery room. Aside from being sore and groggy, I was doing well and the boys were healthy and thriving...no need for feeding tubes, incubators, oxygen, or any other intervention. We were a family!
Surely the Lord has done great things...be glad and rejoice!
Joel 2:21
Starting to entertain the idea that they might be identical...
Mama with her little punkin'.
My first Mother's Day with Matt, Mason, Smith, mom & dad, sisters, nephew, cousins and aunts...phew!
"What're you looking at?"
Grammie Monie with two big-eyed babies...don't know who they got those from :)
Grampa Dave
Grampa Scott
At least someone is getting some sleep!
Auntie Janelle with Mason.
Mason had to sleep with the "bili-blanket" to treat his jaundice. Our little glow worm.
Auntie Lane holding Mason(left) and Smith.
A tired and happy Mama and Papa!
Matt loved wearing this jumpsuit for our operating room delivery.
