It’s hard to write about Jax and Indy’s Birth Story without getting a little emotional. It was easily the most rewarding day of my life and I wish I could go back and be a fly on the wall and watch it all unfold like it did. God had his hand in the perfect timing of that day and I couldn’t be more grateful for how it turned out.
Right when we found out we were having twins, our doctor wanted me to have a C-Section. I get a lot of questions on why I decided to have a C-Section (sometimes I don’t get the most pleasant responses) but all I can say is that Jordan and I both felt confident that this was the way we were supposed to have our babies. If you are expecting twins, I don’t think there is a right or wrong way to deliver them. Do what YOU feel is best. Twins are considered High-risk so educate yourself and make the best call for YOU and don’t let anyone make you feel bad about that.
Anyways.
Jordan was scheduled to be out of town to take a test for work. I had a scheduled C-section date of September 1st (even though I prayed I wouldn’t make it that far) so we scheduled his test for August 15th at 10 A.M. We felt like it was a good date to take it since I would still be 35 weeks and hoped the boys would at least hold off until Jordan got home.
The morning of the 15th I got up and went to my NST like I did twice a week for the last 8 weeks. When they checked my blood pressure it was unusually high for me. They checked it two more times and it was still pretty high so they sent me to the hospital.
On my way over I sent Jordan a text that said “Hey, I am headed to the hospital for high blood pressure but don’t panick! The nurse said if they have to induce me they can put it off until you get here so don’t rush.”
15 seconds later Jordan called me.
He had just finished his test and obviously insisted he come right home.
I headed to the hospital where my family met me, just in case I needed to be delivered before he got back.
The nurse at the hospital started checking my blood pressure every 15 minutes and it started to go back down to normal after an hour or so. I will be honest and say that I was a little disappointed. I was soooo ready to meet my babies. Thankfully I started having strong enough contractions that the nurse said she wanted to check my cervix to see if I had dilated. Having her check my cervix was easily the most painful thing I would endure for the next 24 hours. I screamed like a little girl! I was only dilated to a one so the nurse told me I was going to be sent home. Bummer.
I was exhausted when I got home so I took a nap (what’s new?) about two hours later Jordan got home and came to cuddle me in bed. I apologize to him for making him cancel some plans while he was away since we weren’t going to have our babies today. A few seconds later I felt something wet in my pants (not to be gross but this is a birth story so…) I jumped out of bed and said, “something is weird. I need to go to the bathroom. I took two steps and BOOM. A big splash all over our floor. Just like the movies. Shout-out to my nurse who rolled her eyes when I told her I was sad to be going home from the hospital (she was uneducated about twins and didn’t know that my specialist wanted me delivered at 36 weeks). Thanks to you checking my cervix I was now going to have my babies in my arms within a few hours!
I started screaming.
My family came running.
I went to take a step towards the bathroom and about slipped on my own amniotic fluid.
Thankfully my sister was right next to me and caught my fall.
Jordan and I grabbed my hospital bags and we took of towards the hospital.
and then we waited. and waited. and waited in the waiting room.
For almost two freakin’ hours.
My contractions started to get closer and closer together. I thought my babies were about to be welcomed into the world in the waiting room with total strangers watching.
They finally called me back to my room almost two hours later where I left a trail of water all the way to my bed. They instantly started hooking me up to IV’s. No one had confirmed that we were having our babies that night even though we assumed we were. So we were so relieved after Jordan asked them and they told us we were definitely having babies in the next hour or two.
We were so excited and so ready! The nurses were so fun and made me feel really comfortable. I didn’t even think twice when I signed my life away for the spinal block.
My OBGYN finally arrived and they wheeled me back to the OR. Jordan had to stay behind (just a warning if you are having a c-section-they don’t let your significant other come back until they are basically cutting you open)
This was the hardest part for me. They gave me the spinal block which hurt! (not as bad as getting my cervix checked though) They had me lean over in a ball basically half naked in front of a room full of strangers. Then they laid me down on the operating table and pulled the sheet up so I couldn’t see them start on the incision. I remember hearing everyone talking to me and trying to act like I wasn’t nervous. I just really wanted Jordan there with me. The doctor asked if I could feel anything and I literally couldn’t feel a thing. Apparently he was already well into cutting me open. A minute or two later Jordan came in. He let me know that he had watched almost a whole episode of James Cordon’s late show. Super glad Jordan was enjoying himself that last hour.
We were just sitting there casually talking about how hilarious of an episode it was when we hear “baby A is out!” and then the sweetest little cry I have ever heard. Jordan and I looked at each other. We weren’t ready for the babies to come that fast! Jordan totally missed them pulling Baby A out but he stayed right there by my side. I felt a lot of pressure up in my rib cage. That’s where Indy liked to hide most of my pregnancy. A few seconds later we hear “baby B is out!” and another perfect scream. It wasn’t until after both babies were pulled out and Jordan knew I was okay that he went and saw them for the first time.
Jordan came back to tell me how perfect they were. The nurses let him take pictures and cut the cords. Jax was 5 pounds 14 oz. and Indy was 5 pounds 4 oz.
The nurse came over and placed Jax on my shoulder. I kissed him and smelt his baby smell (I still can’t get enough of it) My heart couldn’t contain what it was feeling. I’ve never been more proud/happy/emotional in my whole life. A few minutes later, they placed Indy on my other shoulder and I just laid there kissing their perfect cheeks.
The rest of the night was a blur. They took the babies to the nursery until about 6:30 A.M. I don’t remember much because I was still coming off the drugs but Jordan said I kept waking up in my sleep and saying “I want my babies”
I learned that God’s timing is PERFECT. There was so many miracles with them being born when they were.
-Jordan made it before my water broke
-My little sister got to spend a few days with them before she headed up to Utah
-My best friend happened to be in town with her husband and spent a few hours with the boys
-Jordan had two sets of grandparents in town that week
The list could go on!
How lucky am I? My heart aches for women who are struggling to have babies and here I am at 23 years old with two babies in my arm. I’ve learned recently that when you are blessed beyond what you can imagine, the best way to show your gratitude is to appreciate it with all you’ve got.
I’m DOUBLY blessed. I know I am and I will spend every day showing these little nuggets that I am so so grateful that they chose us.
