I just realized what a bad job I've been doing on keeping up with our blog. I could totally cut myself a little slack and say that I have twins so I just don't have the time. The truth is though, I do have the time, but only when they're sleeping. Which if any of you know my girls, they take after their daddy, who does NOT like to sleep. I really did pray while I was pregnant that at least one of my girls would like to sleep. Yup, nope, that didn't happen. They like fuss because their so tired but sleep... what is that?
DST (Daylight Savings Time) started off good but hasn't gone exactly the way I would like. Hailie slept ALL night (it was daddy's night with her). Gracie on the other hand was up at 3am (her normal is 4am), but I was able to get her back down around 4:30am and she slept until 6:30am, which would have been 7:30am if we didn't have to put the clocks back. She wakes up every morning and says, "Ellll da... Ellll da", obviously calling Zelda to come join her on our bed. So, unfortunately it was mommy's night with Gracie but that's okay because I got to cuddle with that little bundle of fire. The day after wasn't so great. The girls were and have been crabby and went to bed at 6:30pm last night and up at 4:30am. When does this get better? When will they get it? Oh wait, that's bound to never happen if they're anything like me because I still don't like it and the time change really does a number on me.
It's been four months since my last post and my oh my a lot has changed. Hailie is an official walker. It is the cutest thing ever. I'm not sure she can get anymore proud of herself. She makes the sweetest faces and the sounds that comes from that little mouth is too much for me to handle at times. She loves to hug and snuggle. She definitely is my emotional baby. Her feelings get hurt very easy so I know we're going to have to tread lightly with her in the future. Now Gracie on the other hand is our little defiant spit fire animal lover. LOL. She has a love for animals of all kinds, including stuffed one. The majority, if not all of her animals have some kind of funky drool laden, food infested gook on them because she is always "mouth wide open" kissing them. Beware, she is a kisser and she isn't worried about how much drool falls in your mouth or on your face. She eagerly awaits Zelda to lay down so she can again, "mouth wide open" grab her by her whiskers and plant one right on her tongue. Yes, I know what you're thinking... "OMG... I can't believe she lets her kids do that.", "Oh gross!", "That's disgusting.", "Bad parenting." Uh, sure, you can think all of those things but don't dare let me hear you say them. Haha! I, we, try our best to shield the girls from slobbery doggy kisses but sometimes accidents happy. I'm just happy that my girls love animals and aren't afraid of them. At least not right now. And I'm so extremely blessed to have a 120lb dog who LOVES these girls. She even whines when they cry. They have a bond and I couldn't be happier. I just wish Gracie would stop being slick and feeding Zelda her puffs and Mum Mum's. LOL! Gracie has started to stand by herself unassisted and I'm sure will be walking very soon. She's going to be our brainiac I think. She likes to dissect things and then try and do them. She also has about eight words in her little vocabulary, "Ma ma", "Da da", "El da", "Cook Cook (Cookie Monster)", "Ba ba", "Uh oh", "Ar fa (careful)", and "El ma (Elmo)". She also attempts to say Big Bird but I wouldn't even begin to know how to spell out how she says it. Haha! As I mentioned before, she is my little spit fire. She will slap, scrape and poke you when she's mad. Yes, she gets mad. I think she gets this from me, but not because she's seen me do it. LOL! We've had a couple bad round of sickness. First Hand, Foot & Mouth Disease (still upset about this one), and now going through the classic change of weather sickness. This one is actually worse than HFMD. The girls are miserable. Can I say that again? They are miserable. It's no fun for them or us. I'm just hoping it runs its course quickly so I can have my fun loving little cupcakes back.
They will be turning one on the 17th of this month and although I'm happy for them I'm also very sad. I don't want my little babies to grow up. I am loving this age and phase when they want to try so many new things and accomplishing so much, but still need me at the same time. I know that each milestone is better than the last and that it gets to be more fun the older they get, but I still don't want them to grow anymore. LOL! I'm planning a small, intimate gathering for family. I have a really small house and it wouldn't fit all of the people I would want to invite. There have been a lot that have been a huge part of the girls life, as well as ours. Of course it's going to be a cupcake themed party. Uh duh, did you really think it would be anything but? Geez!!!! Picked up some cute decorations, not the ones I wanted but I'm a full time working mom and just don't have time to DIY anything. I'm hoping the girls will look back on this birthday and know that it was one that we are so thankful for. We just never imagined it happening and here God blessed us two-fold. There's so much to be celebrated that day! It's been an emotional, wild and love filled 11.5 months since my little girls arrived. And when I say little, I mean little. Hailie just hit 19lbs, but she lost a few when she was sick. Gracie just hit 18lbs. She's slowly catching up to her sister. Two very different body type, two very different personalities, but two very very beautiful and sweet baby girls. I love them with all my heart... when I say all I mean all people. They are my world!!! I am told often that I need to take time for myself but honestly I can't. I miss my girls so much during the day. So much so that my heart literally aches, and the last thing I want to do is to spend another hour away from them to go workout or get my eyebrows done. I would rather be spending it with them. So yes, eventually I will get around to working out and lost this 30lbs I gained since having them, and eventually I will get around to waxing the two bushes that are housed over my eyeballs, but for right now I'm content to look like an unpruned topiary.
Monday, November 5, 2012
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
7 Months... We're Making Memories!!!
Where has the time gone? Can I please inject my girls with a potion that will stop their growth now (please no one turn me in for child abuse or mental illness)? I'm at a point in the girls life where I just want them to stop growing. They are so adorable and they still rely on me. I'm so scared of not being needed. Is this normal?
We have been making a lot of great memories. The girls are reaching milestones that you and I take for granted. I marvel at Hailie's strength and determination. That girl will be crawling very soon. She can now get up on all four's and move back and forth, we'll this morning she actually made the motion and crawled... backward. It was adorable! She was trying hard to get over to her sister and with every movement she just kept getting further and further away. She had eventually crawled her way backward clear to the other side of the room. It was amazing to watch. Little Bit is making great strides as well. She can now hoist herself up on her arms and hold there for a few seconds. Some may think that she's behind, but it's okay, she's little. It will take her time to build those muscles up. She's still babbling and moving those hands and feet nonstop. We think we're going to have one who's a little more book smart and one who's going to be a little more athletic. Either way, they are both going to be given the same amount of love and affection that they deserve.
I've started reading a new trilogy... "Baby Signs", "Baby Hearts" and "Baby Minds". Anyone who knows me knows how hard it is for me to find five minutes to do something relaxing, like read, so I read them during my lunch hour at work. I recently finished "Baby Signs" and can't wait to start working with the girls. If they pick it up quickly it will be a lifesaver. We're not concentrating on strict ASL signing, but rather baby friendly signs to help Mac and I understand their needs a little better. I'm enjoying reading "Baby Hearts" at the moment but I have bouts of complete sadness. I've only made it to Chapter Two, which talks about how the hearts of babies are so delicate and how if you heart that little heart it can cause it become hard and pitted, like a peach seed. It speaks of security attachment and how if we don't provide for them so early on that they will likely go through their infancy feeling insecure and unloved. I'm getting choked up just writing this. The thought that I have ever done anything to my girls to cause their little hearts to hurt stirs emotions greater than a F5 tornado.
So how have the girls been doing over the last few months? Very well thank you! They are growing at a good rate but still in the lower percentiles for their height. Hailie is in the 25th-50th percentile for her weight and Gracie is in the 5th-10th percentile. I don't really do anything with these numbers when the doctors give them to us. As long as she says they are growing nicely then I'm happy. I know Little Bit is putting on weight because she's starting to develope little chubby cheeks. Nothing like Miss Hailie though. They are both below the 5th percentile for their height but it's okay, they're going to be petite like their momma. LOL!
The girls are starting to add new sounds to their vocabulary which makes for the best entertainment when they start chatting with one another. I hate to eavesdrop so early on but I can't help it. They are more and more interested in books. Hailie coos everytime her daddy reads, "Thank You God for Daddy" (thank you Stephanie Brooks) and Little Bit cracks up every time I read "Goodnight Moon" (thank you momma Liz - RIP). I'm not sure why she thinks it's so funny but that's okay. I never pass up an opportunity to see my girls smile and laugh. Both like to reach out and touch the books now. Hailie is a page turner though so I can see we're going to have a battle on our hands later on. Ha!
Both girls are getting plenty of leg exercise with some added development stuff in there as well. Little Bit is a fan of the Jumperoo and Hailie likes the Exersaucer. Tried to switch them a couple days ago and that didn't go so well. Switched them back and both were happy as could be. Miss Hailie is sitting up on her own unassisted for just under a minute and Little Bit can make it a few seconds before she starts to resemble the Leaning Tower of Pisa. LOL.
We've booked our family beach trip to Chincoteague Island the last week of August. I am so excited to see how the girls like the beach. I purchased a neat little cabana for them, and us to, so we can stay out of the sun when we're resting. I am hoping the girls like the beach and hoping that they will actually sleep on the beach or I can see myself having to stay inside more than I'd like. We rented a house on the channel so I'm hoping that Mac and I can spend some quality time fishing while the girls nap or while they play. I figure they'll be 9 months at that time so they should be a little better at sitting up and playing. Thank goodness for Pack-n-Plays, but I'm afraid my girls will not like this new found idea of mine. We'll have to start trying to put them in it next month to get them use to it.
Well until next time, God Bless. I hope to blog a little more frequently but I think I said that last time too. Welcome to the wonderful life of being a new mom to twincesses!!!! I wouldn't trade this life for any other in the world!
Oh and you ask am I still sleep deprived? HA HA HA HA... is that a joke?
We have been making a lot of great memories. The girls are reaching milestones that you and I take for granted. I marvel at Hailie's strength and determination. That girl will be crawling very soon. She can now get up on all four's and move back and forth, we'll this morning she actually made the motion and crawled... backward. It was adorable! She was trying hard to get over to her sister and with every movement she just kept getting further and further away. She had eventually crawled her way backward clear to the other side of the room. It was amazing to watch. Little Bit is making great strides as well. She can now hoist herself up on her arms and hold there for a few seconds. Some may think that she's behind, but it's okay, she's little. It will take her time to build those muscles up. She's still babbling and moving those hands and feet nonstop. We think we're going to have one who's a little more book smart and one who's going to be a little more athletic. Either way, they are both going to be given the same amount of love and affection that they deserve.
I've started reading a new trilogy... "Baby Signs", "Baby Hearts" and "Baby Minds". Anyone who knows me knows how hard it is for me to find five minutes to do something relaxing, like read, so I read them during my lunch hour at work. I recently finished "Baby Signs" and can't wait to start working with the girls. If they pick it up quickly it will be a lifesaver. We're not concentrating on strict ASL signing, but rather baby friendly signs to help Mac and I understand their needs a little better. I'm enjoying reading "Baby Hearts" at the moment but I have bouts of complete sadness. I've only made it to Chapter Two, which talks about how the hearts of babies are so delicate and how if you heart that little heart it can cause it become hard and pitted, like a peach seed. It speaks of security attachment and how if we don't provide for them so early on that they will likely go through their infancy feeling insecure and unloved. I'm getting choked up just writing this. The thought that I have ever done anything to my girls to cause their little hearts to hurt stirs emotions greater than a F5 tornado.
So how have the girls been doing over the last few months? Very well thank you! They are growing at a good rate but still in the lower percentiles for their height. Hailie is in the 25th-50th percentile for her weight and Gracie is in the 5th-10th percentile. I don't really do anything with these numbers when the doctors give them to us. As long as she says they are growing nicely then I'm happy. I know Little Bit is putting on weight because she's starting to develope little chubby cheeks. Nothing like Miss Hailie though. They are both below the 5th percentile for their height but it's okay, they're going to be petite like their momma. LOL!
The girls are starting to add new sounds to their vocabulary which makes for the best entertainment when they start chatting with one another. I hate to eavesdrop so early on but I can't help it. They are more and more interested in books. Hailie coos everytime her daddy reads, "Thank You God for Daddy" (thank you Stephanie Brooks) and Little Bit cracks up every time I read "Goodnight Moon" (thank you momma Liz - RIP). I'm not sure why she thinks it's so funny but that's okay. I never pass up an opportunity to see my girls smile and laugh. Both like to reach out and touch the books now. Hailie is a page turner though so I can see we're going to have a battle on our hands later on. Ha!
Both girls are getting plenty of leg exercise with some added development stuff in there as well. Little Bit is a fan of the Jumperoo and Hailie likes the Exersaucer. Tried to switch them a couple days ago and that didn't go so well. Switched them back and both were happy as could be. Miss Hailie is sitting up on her own unassisted for just under a minute and Little Bit can make it a few seconds before she starts to resemble the Leaning Tower of Pisa. LOL.
We've booked our family beach trip to Chincoteague Island the last week of August. I am so excited to see how the girls like the beach. I purchased a neat little cabana for them, and us to, so we can stay out of the sun when we're resting. I am hoping the girls like the beach and hoping that they will actually sleep on the beach or I can see myself having to stay inside more than I'd like. We rented a house on the channel so I'm hoping that Mac and I can spend some quality time fishing while the girls nap or while they play. I figure they'll be 9 months at that time so they should be a little better at sitting up and playing. Thank goodness for Pack-n-Plays, but I'm afraid my girls will not like this new found idea of mine. We'll have to start trying to put them in it next month to get them use to it.
Well until next time, God Bless. I hope to blog a little more frequently but I think I said that last time too. Welcome to the wonderful life of being a new mom to twincesses!!!! I wouldn't trade this life for any other in the world!
Oh and you ask am I still sleep deprived? HA HA HA HA... is that a joke?
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Easter 2012 - The Girls 1st Easter
Kodak Gallery: Brit's Photos - Easter 2012 - The Girls 1st Easter
What an exciting weekend for the girls and our family!!!
Saturday we took the girls to see the Easter Bunny for the first time. They were neither excited or afraid. In fact, Gracie almost fell asleep on the bunny's lap and Hailie just had a look on her face like "Hurry up so I can get back to sleep." Both girls made mommy and daddy very proud!! They got a lot of attention of course. Anytime you go somewhere with a long tandem stroller with matching car seats and two babies dressed a like you always get:
Stranger: "Awwwww, are they twins?"
Mom: "Nope, I just got pregnant twice at the same time and had them back-to-back."
Stranger: "Are they boys?"
Mom: "Yup, they were having a huge clearance sale on the magenta flowered car seats. And we're allowing them to express themselves freely even at such a young age by letting them wear lilac pants and flowered bibs."
NOOOOOO they are not boys!!!! Geez!!!! Haha!
After seeing the bunny and spending way too much on pictures, we went over to Aunt Brandy's to dye eggs with the family. I dyed one egg this year but it was a cool one. :)
Sunday was a great day!! We started off at church, where the girls were a HUGE hit. They received a lot of looks and attention. I'd like to think it's just because their so dang cute but I'm sure the little frilly outfits they had on played a part. The girls did excellent in the service. At one point Hailie started babbling to grandma and granddaddy and a sea of heads turned around to see where that cute little voice was coming from. Nothing like the purity of a babies babbles. Mac had to take Gracie out in the the atrium because she was babbling too loud. I'm so grateful we have a Pastor who loves kids.
After church we went back to Brandy's where the girls received more Easter surprises from the bunny. The girls looked on as Cousin Reese and Marty ran around looking for eggs. Yes, Marty may be 15 but when the bunny hides eggs with money in them, I don't think there's an age limit. LOL!!! We finished up the day with baths and called it a night.
I'm so grateful to have these two beautiful babies as my daughters. We were reminded this weekend just how truly blessed we are. God has shined his light down on our family. This past weekend was such a good lesson on never giving up on God and the miracles he can create. Hailie and Gracie have been awesomely created by God especially for us and I intend on trying my hardest to be the best mother I can be... even if they don't want to talk to me when they're teenagers. Haha!
I love you my precious little cupcakes!!! You bring such tremendous joy to my life!!!
What an exciting weekend for the girls and our family!!!
Saturday we took the girls to see the Easter Bunny for the first time. They were neither excited or afraid. In fact, Gracie almost fell asleep on the bunny's lap and Hailie just had a look on her face like "Hurry up so I can get back to sleep." Both girls made mommy and daddy very proud!! They got a lot of attention of course. Anytime you go somewhere with a long tandem stroller with matching car seats and two babies dressed a like you always get:
Stranger: "Awwwww, are they twins?"
Mom: "Nope, I just got pregnant twice at the same time and had them back-to-back."
Stranger: "Are they boys?"
Mom: "Yup, they were having a huge clearance sale on the magenta flowered car seats. And we're allowing them to express themselves freely even at such a young age by letting them wear lilac pants and flowered bibs."
NOOOOOO they are not boys!!!! Geez!!!! Haha!
After seeing the bunny and spending way too much on pictures, we went over to Aunt Brandy's to dye eggs with the family. I dyed one egg this year but it was a cool one. :)
Sunday was a great day!! We started off at church, where the girls were a HUGE hit. They received a lot of looks and attention. I'd like to think it's just because their so dang cute but I'm sure the little frilly outfits they had on played a part. The girls did excellent in the service. At one point Hailie started babbling to grandma and granddaddy and a sea of heads turned around to see where that cute little voice was coming from. Nothing like the purity of a babies babbles. Mac had to take Gracie out in the the atrium because she was babbling too loud. I'm so grateful we have a Pastor who loves kids.
After church we went back to Brandy's where the girls received more Easter surprises from the bunny. The girls looked on as Cousin Reese and Marty ran around looking for eggs. Yes, Marty may be 15 but when the bunny hides eggs with money in them, I don't think there's an age limit. LOL!!! We finished up the day with baths and called it a night.
I'm so grateful to have these two beautiful babies as my daughters. We were reminded this weekend just how truly blessed we are. God has shined his light down on our family. This past weekend was such a good lesson on never giving up on God and the miracles he can create. Hailie and Gracie have been awesomely created by God especially for us and I intend on trying my hardest to be the best mother I can be... even if they don't want to talk to me when they're teenagers. Haha!
I love you my precious little cupcakes!!! You bring such tremendous joy to my life!!!
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
3.5 Months... What A Ride!
So it's March already? Really? Where has the time gone? I feel like it was just yesterday we were bringing the girls home from the hospital. The past few months have been an adventure. As I keep venturing down memory lane remember all the good days and bad days, I'm brought back to November 17th when God blessed us with two perfect little girls.
The past two years had been full of highs (two pregnancies) and lows (two miscarriages). Then having a very long and difficult pregnancy was just as taxing emotionally. There wasn't a day that went by that I wasn't reminded about how quickly things can change and go in a direction that isn't as promising.
Throughout the past two years the one thing I never did was give up on God. He had a plan for us and everything I went through was leading up to the best day of my life. I trusted Him for He is the only one that knows my destiny. I will NEVER give up on him.
Just look at this perfect picture of peace... this is what it's all about for me these days.
I wouldn't change how things played out for a minute. Well maybe I would forego all the water weight and mini stroke I suffered in the hospital after delivery but that's small in comparison to how great my life is now.
I thank you Father for not giving up on me... for not giving up on us... for trusting us to care for and raise two of your precious children. I hope I make you proud... and them!
The past two years had been full of highs (two pregnancies) and lows (two miscarriages). Then having a very long and difficult pregnancy was just as taxing emotionally. There wasn't a day that went by that I wasn't reminded about how quickly things can change and go in a direction that isn't as promising.
Throughout the past two years the one thing I never did was give up on God. He had a plan for us and everything I went through was leading up to the best day of my life. I trusted Him for He is the only one that knows my destiny. I will NEVER give up on him.
Just look at this perfect picture of peace... this is what it's all about for me these days.
I wouldn't change how things played out for a minute. Well maybe I would forego all the water weight and mini stroke I suffered in the hospital after delivery but that's small in comparison to how great my life is now.
I thank you Father for not giving up on me... for not giving up on us... for trusting us to care for and raise two of your precious children. I hope I make you proud... and them!
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
37 1/2 Weeks... 0 Days to Go!
The morning started off rainy and cold. I hopped in the shower around 6am... the whole time thinking that in less than 5 hours I would be a mom. It's the weirdest feeling I've ever had. It's not like getting married. It's much bigger than that. All things considered my nerves were pretty settled. I think I was more nervous about Zelda having to spend the night at Old Towne Pet Resort. I requested extra special attention for her but my poor baby was going to have to be without us for a night.
We arrived at the hospital around 7:15am and were escorted up to Labor & Delivery. Getting on that elevator was both scary and exciting. We sat in the waiting room where I had been a few times before when I thought I was miscarrying. It's a scary feeling but I knew that this time it was different. I had watched so many husbands/partners walk through those same doors that Mac was about to walk through, all just as nervous as they wait in those dorky paper suits. Most paced and some prayed. I remember smiling at them and thinking how lucky they were. But now it was our turn.
The receptionist in the L&D department was so excited we were expecting twins. She asked if she could take our picture before we went back. Of course we said yes, although I was hesitant because I was huge from the stomach down. Ugh! Shortly after she snapped that pic they called me back.
I was greeted by the cutest little nurse. She reminded me of a cute little old grandma. She had me change into a gown and use the restroom. We had about two hours before delivery so I knew I was going to use the bathroom at least 8 more times. Ha! The cute little nurse asked if she could see the swelling in my legs and I swear I could have caught her eyeballs in my hand if she would have looked anymore shocked. Her eyes filled with tears because she said she knew I had to be in a lot of pain and she assured me she was going to take care of me. She quickly hooked me up with fluids and made a few phone calls. The next thing I know I have three doctors and the anesthesiologist at my bedside. They were all feeling my legs. Quite embarrassing. The one doctor was a big wig and said that we would have to postpone delivery until we got the swelling under control. I was devastated. We had wait two years for this exact moment in time and I didn't want to wait. After about 30 minutes they all came back and told me that we would be going back at 10am for delivery. Uh, okay, but that was my regularly scheduled time anyway so thanks for the scare. Geez!
At around 10:00am I was told to say "see ya" to Mac and was escorted down a long cold hall and then into "the room". I have always heard how cold and sterile it feels but I wasn't prepared for it. There was about 10 people in there all adorning smocks, masks and gloves. I just had a bad feeling. All I wanted was Mackie but he was still waiting outside the door. As I entered the room I was greeted by all of them who all congratulated me on making it this long and doing was what best for our girls. They seemed just excited as me. They quickly put me on the table and a nice gentlemen introduced himself to me and told me that he would be helping me through the "spinal". At that point I felt my heart beat increase. This was the part I was most nervous about. I had a spinal tap at 17 so I know how bad it can hurt but I was told countless times by the anesthesiologist that this was nothing like that. So as I sit on the table with my hands resting on this guys shoulders he tells me to just sit still because the needle was about to go on. The tears started rolling...
"You're okay Brit."
“We need you to relax Brit."
"Please relax your back Brit."
In my head saying, 'OHHHHH MY GOOOOOSH!!!!' I couldn't bare to open my mouth.
"Brit, please relax. We have to try another needle. We can't get this one in."
In my head saying, 'OHHHH CRAAAAP!!!!' I still couldn't open my mouth.
"Brit, we apologize. We are having trouble getting this needle in as well. Please bare with us."
In my head saying, 'OWWWWWWWW!!!!!' Still can't open my mouth.
After four tries I hear, "Please page Dr. (so and so) and have him come down. We can't get any of these spinal needles to go in."
"Brit, we apologize. We are going to try one more thing."
In my head saying, 'You are such a liar McDreamy. You said you were going to take care of me.'
Finally after a few minutes that same big wig from earlier came down and told them to go ahead and try the spinal tap needle. After five time of being poked in the back they finally got the needle in. They told me they were going to put my legs up on the table because I wasn't going to be able to feel them. But not even thinking I swung my legs up on the table and about five of them turned around and said, "Who did that." I told them I did. Their response, "You did? You're not supposed to be able to feel them." Uh, okay, but I do. The looks on their faces was priceless. After a few minute though I got this rush of warmth through my body and I knew that the medicine was finally working.
And there was Mac. I was so relieved. He kept asking me if I was okay but he was all over the place. He was looking all around, but still trying to be there for me. At this point everything went by so fast but took so long, if that makes sense. I could feel every little pull and push. I remember not being able to breathe. Oh man, I thought I was dying. My heart rate dropped enough that they had to stop surgery and put oxygen on me. I remember saying to myself, "Dear Father, you brought me this far. Don't take me away from my girls now."
And then it happened... a little faint cry... and I hear, "It's a girl, Baby A, out at 10:31am." I lost it. I wanted to see Gracie Rae so bad but I couldn't move. And then as I waited to hear Hailie, all I heard was, "It's a girl, Baby B, out at 10:32am." But there was no cry. I could still hear Gracie with her pitiful little cry. Then I hear, “Baby B has faulted.” What… what the heck does that mean. I told Mac to get the heck up and go check on Hailie. And then I finally, after what seemed like a few minutes but was really only seconds I heard Hailie. It was the most beautiful sound (ask me about that sound a little later on and I’ll tell you something different… haha). My two beautiful babies were here. They were here!!!! Gracie was 5 pounds, 7 ounces and 19.5 inches. Hailie was 6 pounds, 5 ounces and 19.5 inches. They were perfect! No NICU time!!!
Around 11am I was wheeled into the recovery room. Okay, I thought the room was going to be a room just for me but nope, I was in a triage style room with a lot of other women who had just given birth. Two women swept in to give me pain pills and hand me a baby. Great combination huh? At 12:35pm she puts Hailie on my chest so we could do some skin-to-skin bonding. I remember just staring at her with the purest emotions running through my body. She was mine!!!!
The next thing I remember was getting more pain medicine and being wheeled up to my private room while holding both of my little girls. As we turned the corner there was Sam standing at the end of the hall with his video camera rolling. He was SO excited that he walked backward right into the laundry bin, almost falling. It was quite entertaining to watch. Then he quickly rushed into my room to shoot more video. But he had to go out of town so as quickly as he rushed in, he rushed back out. I was so glad he got to see them.
The rest of the day is pretty much a blur. I know my sister and mom came to see the girls. There were a lot tears shed that day... only this time they were tears of JOY!
God truly blessed our family on November 17, 2011!!!
We arrived at the hospital around 7:15am and were escorted up to Labor & Delivery. Getting on that elevator was both scary and exciting. We sat in the waiting room where I had been a few times before when I thought I was miscarrying. It's a scary feeling but I knew that this time it was different. I had watched so many husbands/partners walk through those same doors that Mac was about to walk through, all just as nervous as they wait in those dorky paper suits. Most paced and some prayed. I remember smiling at them and thinking how lucky they were. But now it was our turn.
The receptionist in the L&D department was so excited we were expecting twins. She asked if she could take our picture before we went back. Of course we said yes, although I was hesitant because I was huge from the stomach down. Ugh! Shortly after she snapped that pic they called me back.
I was greeted by the cutest little nurse. She reminded me of a cute little old grandma. She had me change into a gown and use the restroom. We had about two hours before delivery so I knew I was going to use the bathroom at least 8 more times. Ha! The cute little nurse asked if she could see the swelling in my legs and I swear I could have caught her eyeballs in my hand if she would have looked anymore shocked. Her eyes filled with tears because she said she knew I had to be in a lot of pain and she assured me she was going to take care of me. She quickly hooked me up with fluids and made a few phone calls. The next thing I know I have three doctors and the anesthesiologist at my bedside. They were all feeling my legs. Quite embarrassing. The one doctor was a big wig and said that we would have to postpone delivery until we got the swelling under control. I was devastated. We had wait two years for this exact moment in time and I didn't want to wait. After about 30 minutes they all came back and told me that we would be going back at 10am for delivery. Uh, okay, but that was my regularly scheduled time anyway so thanks for the scare. Geez!
At around 10:00am I was told to say "see ya" to Mac and was escorted down a long cold hall and then into "the room". I have always heard how cold and sterile it feels but I wasn't prepared for it. There was about 10 people in there all adorning smocks, masks and gloves. I just had a bad feeling. All I wanted was Mackie but he was still waiting outside the door. As I entered the room I was greeted by all of them who all congratulated me on making it this long and doing was what best for our girls. They seemed just excited as me. They quickly put me on the table and a nice gentlemen introduced himself to me and told me that he would be helping me through the "spinal". At that point I felt my heart beat increase. This was the part I was most nervous about. I had a spinal tap at 17 so I know how bad it can hurt but I was told countless times by the anesthesiologist that this was nothing like that. So as I sit on the table with my hands resting on this guys shoulders he tells me to just sit still because the needle was about to go on. The tears started rolling...
"You're okay Brit."
“We need you to relax Brit."
"Please relax your back Brit."
In my head saying, 'OHHHHH MY GOOOOOSH!!!!' I couldn't bare to open my mouth.
"Brit, please relax. We have to try another needle. We can't get this one in."
In my head saying, 'OHHHH CRAAAAP!!!!' I still couldn't open my mouth.
"Brit, we apologize. We are having trouble getting this needle in as well. Please bare with us."
In my head saying, 'OWWWWWWWW!!!!!' Still can't open my mouth.
After four tries I hear, "Please page Dr. (so and so) and have him come down. We can't get any of these spinal needles to go in."
"Brit, we apologize. We are going to try one more thing."
In my head saying, 'You are such a liar McDreamy. You said you were going to take care of me.'
Finally after a few minutes that same big wig from earlier came down and told them to go ahead and try the spinal tap needle. After five time of being poked in the back they finally got the needle in. They told me they were going to put my legs up on the table because I wasn't going to be able to feel them. But not even thinking I swung my legs up on the table and about five of them turned around and said, "Who did that." I told them I did. Their response, "You did? You're not supposed to be able to feel them." Uh, okay, but I do. The looks on their faces was priceless. After a few minute though I got this rush of warmth through my body and I knew that the medicine was finally working.
And there was Mac. I was so relieved. He kept asking me if I was okay but he was all over the place. He was looking all around, but still trying to be there for me. At this point everything went by so fast but took so long, if that makes sense. I could feel every little pull and push. I remember not being able to breathe. Oh man, I thought I was dying. My heart rate dropped enough that they had to stop surgery and put oxygen on me. I remember saying to myself, "Dear Father, you brought me this far. Don't take me away from my girls now."
And then it happened... a little faint cry... and I hear, "It's a girl, Baby A, out at 10:31am." I lost it. I wanted to see Gracie Rae so bad but I couldn't move. And then as I waited to hear Hailie, all I heard was, "It's a girl, Baby B, out at 10:32am." But there was no cry. I could still hear Gracie with her pitiful little cry. Then I hear, “Baby B has faulted.” What… what the heck does that mean. I told Mac to get the heck up and go check on Hailie. And then I finally, after what seemed like a few minutes but was really only seconds I heard Hailie. It was the most beautiful sound (ask me about that sound a little later on and I’ll tell you something different… haha). My two beautiful babies were here. They were here!!!! Gracie was 5 pounds, 7 ounces and 19.5 inches. Hailie was 6 pounds, 5 ounces and 19.5 inches. They were perfect! No NICU time!!!
Around 11am I was wheeled into the recovery room. Okay, I thought the room was going to be a room just for me but nope, I was in a triage style room with a lot of other women who had just given birth. Two women swept in to give me pain pills and hand me a baby. Great combination huh? At 12:35pm she puts Hailie on my chest so we could do some skin-to-skin bonding. I remember just staring at her with the purest emotions running through my body. She was mine!!!!
The next thing I remember was getting more pain medicine and being wheeled up to my private room while holding both of my little girls. As we turned the corner there was Sam standing at the end of the hall with his video camera rolling. He was SO excited that he walked backward right into the laundry bin, almost falling. It was quite entertaining to watch. Then he quickly rushed into my room to shoot more video. But he had to go out of town so as quickly as he rushed in, he rushed back out. I was so glad he got to see them.
The rest of the day is pretty much a blur. I know my sister and mom came to see the girls. There were a lot tears shed that day... only this time they were tears of JOY!
God truly blessed our family on November 17, 2011!!!
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