Lewis Friedrich Millar on the Left, Henry Kenneth Millar on the right.
These guys. They are about three weeks old now so I thought I should get their birth story down before all the tiny details fade. I doubt I will ever forget the story altogether, it is too memorable, but I just wanted to make sure I got everything down.
As I stated in my previous post, I had some complications in the end of my pregnancy and Lewis, who was baby A, ended up being breech. Due to these reasons I was going to have a scheduled c-section. I wasn't too worried about the surgery itself, but the recovery did worry me. Combined with all the "oh that's too bad" and "oh I'm so sorry" comments I got when I told people I was having a c-section started to worry me. Jokes's on them though cause my c-section was actually awesome, but more on that later.
Anyway, the c-section was scheduled for March 12th, 2015 at 10am. I stopped working the last week in February so I could rest at home and get things done around the house before the babies came and that turned out to be a great idea. I got a lot done the first week in March, but I ended up saving somethings (like washing the rest of the baby stuff) until right before I was delivered. That was a mistake.
Late Monday night, actually early Tuesday morning at about 12:30 I was getting ready for bed. I was in the bathroom washing my face when I felt this HUGE gush. I knew right away it was my water because there was no way I could pee that much and so spontaneously. I just remember saying "oh no, oh no, oh no" and called Chris into the bathroom. I said "So, my water just broke." and I believe his reply was " I hate you." Haha he was obviously not quite ready yet. We called the doctor while gathering our things, called my mom and his mom on the way to the hospital, and arrived around 1:30am I think. I wasn't having contractions so I got all hooked up and to be monitored for a while. I started having very mild contractions very far apart, but everything still looked fine so my doctor decided to wait until 7:30am to do the surgery. I said that's fine and tried to get some sleep. Chris fell asleep right away, I however, started to have more contractions. They started to get uncomfortable, but were still really far apart. Then there were really uncomfortable but still far apart. Then, around 5ish I want to say but I am not quite sure, they got really painful. And there didn't stop. I finally called the nurse in and said, I need some drugs. She said that was fine but my progress had to be checked. Ok cool, do what you gotta do. She started to check me and all of a sudden looked very panicked. She says " I need to call the other nurse" So in comes the other nurse and the one checking me says " I feel a foot and a face!" She thought they were both head down so she freaked out a bit, but once the other nurse said one was breech she was like "oh ok". But then she says, "Well the foot is actually starting to come out, because you're about 8 cm's dilated. I am actually worried to remove my fingers I'm not sure what's going to happen." Ok, WHAT?!
At this point, things get a little crazy. Chris wakes up and has no idea what's going on. Doctors are being called, I'm being prepped for surgery, Chris is getting on scrubs and all of a sudden I'm being wheeled into the OR. It was time for the spinal block (not epidural apparently because that's the one they give you when you're delivering vaginally.) and the older man who started it poked me in the spine, oh, 4 times and still couldn't get it in. Luckily, it was shift change time and his nicer, younger lady counterpart came in and had it in in one shot, in about 5 seconds. Bless her. My doctor arrived and I was rolled over and the sheet was put up because the surgery was about to begin. Chris came in and was seated next to me and all of a sudden I could not feel my lower half, it was intense. The surgery started and what feels like just a few minutes later, the doctor says "ok here comes the first baby!" and out he came! Screaming his head off and totally perfect. Lewis Friedrich Millar was born on March 10th 2015 at 6:33am weighing 6 pounds 14 ounces and was 19 and half inches long. He got a 9 out of 10 on his APGAR which is amazing for twins. A minute late the doctor said "and here is baby number 2" and at 6:34am, Henry Kenneth Millar joined the world, also crying. He was 6 pounds, 6 ounces and 19 and three quarters long and also got a 9 out of 10 on his APGAR. Two perfectly healthy and happy twins who did not need to spend time in the NICU, so awesome.
Unfortantly I didn't get to hold them. I was shaking really bad and didn't trust that I could so Chris held them both for me. I also then started throwing up so that was a bummer. But they got the babies all cleaned up and they finished up with my surgery and put us all in a hospital bed and wheeled us back into out room. My mom and mother in law and sister were there to take pictures real quick and say hello before the nurses kicked them out so we could recover. All in all, the surgery went really well. I couldn't feel anything the first day still, and the second and third day were painful I would say, but after that I felt a lot better. And now, at 3 weeks later, I mostly have forgotten that I just recently had a major abdominal surgery, it's pretty crazy.
The boys did great after being born. They had some jaundice so we had to stay an extra day, but they released us on Friday the 13th because the boys were fine. I tried nursing, but never produced enough. They started formula in the hospital and honestly, being a first time mom of twins, we just continued it after the hospital. I felt bad at first, but at their 2 week check up, they had gained back their birth weight and then some! The pediatrician says they are perfectly healthy and has no problem with formula so I feel good about the decision.
All in all, I would say the pregnancy and delivery were pretty smooth sailing. I am so incredibly lucky to have had a good pregnancy, great delivery with no complications and two incredibly healthy boys who are thriving. I would say for twins we did an awesome job and I am really proud.