Santa's little dragonfly
11-04-2006, 12:22 AM
Where do I start...Ok, Thursday April 21st 2005(36weeks gestation) I was standing on my bed cleaning my ceiling fans because I knew the babies were coming soon and wanted the house cleaned. I swaer I cleaned my butt of that day.
Well, I woke up around 3am and felt like a link chain was getting tighter and tighter in my stoach..I went to the bathroom and I didn't go at all. I walked to my bedroom and try to lay back down felt the weirdest feeling and got up and out of bed and stood by the bed leaning forwards becuase I knew something would happen if I stood straight. Well, I called out for DH "Darrell, Darrell I think something is wrong...tears were already running down my face.
He woke up and came by me and I felt his comfort and stood straight...my first water broke(Alyssa's). As I continued to weep softly DH called the doctor and the doctor told us to head to the hospital and he would meet us there. Well, I felt we had plenty of time so I walked into AJ's room woke him up and grabbed his prepared bag. We all got into my DH's truck @ 3:30am and drove 12 minutes to my MIL and dropped of AJ. My husband was so scared and nervous...i yelled "Darrell hurry please get us there" he would speed and then I would whine "Oh, babe please slow down, the pain is worse when the car is moving faster" I would go back and forth with both and it was driving him crazy. The drive from my MIL to the hospital was about 18 minutes long but felt like forever. We finally pulled into the Emergency area and as soon as DH put in on park and my second water broke(Darrell's). We arrived at the hospital at 4:05am. I was seated in the wheelchair and rushed to L & D. When we got there my doctor was in a panic and was practically yelling at me cause we took so long to get there. They got me as prep as they could and I was just softly weeping...unfortunetly, my doctor was a little upset 'cause he wanted me to be relaxed and get the epidural but I was surpass that stage. (I secretly wanted one but then didn't) I pushed and instantly Alyssa Catherine blessed me @ 4:26pm in the morning and Darrell Jr. blessed me @ 4:36am 8 minutes later! All I can remember as I heard Aly cry was asking in a frantic voice if she was ok and if she was really alive. I also cried so much that all my vainsby my eyes pooped. (I gues that is what they are) I had like a thousands red freckle/pebbles on my eyes not from pushing 'cause honestly I have pushed harder for other things but from all the crying.
My doctor came and hugged me and whispered.."Madeline, They are ok, you are ok..They are alive and well this is your compensation for your loss"..I broke down completely and hugged him and thanked him.
I was so affected by the loss and the pain of Justin & Jaquis in Jan 2003 @ 21 weeks gestation that my twins did not sleep at all in the nursery. They didn't need NICU time and we all went home on Sunday, April 24th @ 11am.
Well, I woke up around 3am and felt like a link chain was getting tighter and tighter in my stoach..I went to the bathroom and I didn't go at all. I walked to my bedroom and try to lay back down felt the weirdest feeling and got up and out of bed and stood by the bed leaning forwards becuase I knew something would happen if I stood straight. Well, I called out for DH "Darrell, Darrell I think something is wrong...tears were already running down my face.
He woke up and came by me and I felt his comfort and stood straight...my first water broke(Alyssa's). As I continued to weep softly DH called the doctor and the doctor told us to head to the hospital and he would meet us there. Well, I felt we had plenty of time so I walked into AJ's room woke him up and grabbed his prepared bag. We all got into my DH's truck @ 3:30am and drove 12 minutes to my MIL and dropped of AJ. My husband was so scared and nervous...i yelled "Darrell hurry please get us there" he would speed and then I would whine "Oh, babe please slow down, the pain is worse when the car is moving faster" I would go back and forth with both and it was driving him crazy. The drive from my MIL to the hospital was about 18 minutes long but felt like forever. We finally pulled into the Emergency area and as soon as DH put in on park and my second water broke(Darrell's). We arrived at the hospital at 4:05am. I was seated in the wheelchair and rushed to L & D. When we got there my doctor was in a panic and was practically yelling at me cause we took so long to get there. They got me as prep as they could and I was just softly weeping...unfortunetly, my doctor was a little upset 'cause he wanted me to be relaxed and get the epidural but I was surpass that stage. (I secretly wanted one but then didn't) I pushed and instantly Alyssa Catherine blessed me @ 4:26pm in the morning and Darrell Jr. blessed me @ 4:36am 8 minutes later! All I can remember as I heard Aly cry was asking in a frantic voice if she was ok and if she was really alive. I also cried so much that all my vainsby my eyes pooped. (I gues that is what they are) I had like a thousands red freckle/pebbles on my eyes not from pushing 'cause honestly I have pushed harder for other things but from all the crying.
My doctor came and hugged me and whispered.."Madeline, They are ok, you are ok..They are alive and well this is your compensation for your loss"..I broke down completely and hugged him and thanked him.
I was so affected by the loss and the pain of Justin & Jaquis in Jan 2003 @ 21 weeks gestation that my twins did not sleep at all in the nursery. They didn't need NICU time and we all went home on Sunday, April 24th @ 11am.