Like I said in the other thread, thank you all so much for the kind words, prayers, pieces of advice and overall kind heartedness. It was very much appreciated.
Ok, so since I had a couple dozen PMs asking me more details of the events, I'll just streamline it into a single post for all to read.
So... we all know my wife and I were expecting, well my wife is skinny and has a small frame so we were told early on, to expect a tougher than normal pregnancy, and that the babies would probably come a little early.
The pregnancy was typical with no major issues. At one point my wife started to LOSE weight, which is rare but I guess happens sometimes. So they gave her a new diet and some meds. Things were back on track. She actually didn't start to show for quite sometime, and never really got big, even with twins.
So, on this past Tuesday morning while I was at work, I got a call from my wife saying she was having sharp labor pains and that her friend was already getting her to the hospital. I met her at the hospital about 30minutes later, expecting a false alarm. When I got there, I found that, she was definitely having legitimate labor pains! The doctors were not keen on bringing the babies into the world, since they were only 30.5wks old, so they gave my wife drugs to stop the pregnancy. But they were honest: there was a good chance these babies would be born in the near future. In preparation for this, they gave the babies a shot to help rapidly develop their lung surfacant. (Which apparently helps them breathe without damaging their lungs). The steroid induces production of this stuff, I guess. They were also worried about Baby B, who was smaller than Baby A.
So my job was to keep my wife calm, because if she was stressed, the babies would be stressed. But it certainly wasn't easy. Needless to say, this was all coming rather quickly.
-We hadn't even taken those lamaze classes.
-We hadn't even picked out names! We had a list, but no definite decisions, so we had to make the decision right there in the hospital.
-We hadn't finished the baby room, nor finished baby shopping.
-My wife's baby shower wasn't suppose to be until Dec 15!
-And her parents, and my parents, were planning on flying down here in Feb to see the newborns.
So all of this was weighing on me. And about 36hrs after we went to the hospital, the labor pains/signs returned, and this time there was no stopping it. Her water broke and we were told the babies would be born that night. So of course I was freaked out.
Labor was actually smoother than I expected. The nurses were great and gave us a crash course on lamaze (proper spelling??) and helped break the tension. I was in the room the entire time holding my wife's hand and giving her support. Baby A was born first at 0515, it was a boy! They briefly held him up and showed him to us, and he was so red/purplish and wrinkly. My wife started yelling and asking why he wasn't crying, at which time i realize she is right - he wasn't! But they assured us he was ok, with under-developed lungs this happens. They had me come around and cut his cord. But there was little time for introductions because Baby B - the smaller one - was already coming out. He was born at 0523. The doctors were more urgent and focused with him. We barely saw him before they took him away to the NICU with his brother.
We named Baby A, Nathaniel Chase, and Baby B, Hayden Elijah. For such a climatic event, they were taken away so quickly there was no proper cool down period. One moment there was a flurry of activity and excitement, and then they were gone. My wife is pretty upset and worried about their health.
They are currently in incubation. They have tubes going in their mouths, patches all over them, wire and machines hooked up to them. And you cannot even hold them because they are separated from you by a plastic box. I'm a tough guy... but seeing that gets me choked up. My wife is being released tomorrow, but they will be in here for about 5wks. All of our friends have been great, they've taken care of us, made sure we ate, slept, etc...
All my sons (wow that is so strange to say!) do is sleep. They're fed via tubes. I really didn't know how I would feel when I first saw them... hell, I thought I had two more months to prepare. Everyone kept telling me the same thing, "When you see them, you will never love someone more than at that moment." And honestly, I never really believed that. But seeing them lay there sleeping -- it was unbelievably emotional. I don't ever want to forget that feeling. Amazing.
ANYWAY, I am going to get some rest, I want to go back again tonight. Again, thanks for all of your support and kind words. I'm sorry this was so long winded. I'll get some pictures up in this thread sometime this weekend. They won't be your usual baby pictures... the boys are frighteningly small, with wires and tubes everywhere. Thanks all!
-Aharon, Kristen, Nathaniel, Hayden
[Edited 2007-12-07 13:43:53]
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