Today my sweet precious babies are 2 weeks old....and we have been in the NICU for 2 weeks now. 2 whole weeks....seems longer than that, but seems like time has flown by. Does that make sense? 3 weeks tomorrow I started going into labor with them and had no clue...now I am the mother, oh how I love the sound of that, to 2 very sweet, very precious, miracle babies.
Let me take you back...
After Chris and I married in August of 2007 we were so excited to start a family. We both love kids very much and couldn't wait to have our own. Originally we wanted 5....let me tell you I think that number has changed now. :) After months of trying, and going through test after test, my dr told me that I had endometriosis and it was bad. So, first surgery...May 2008. Supposedly this surgery made you "fertile" so we tried and tried some more...after 6 months of trying and still not ovulating, the dr put us on our first round of injections. You are supposed to be on the injections for 6 mos...but at my 6 mos check in, we were still not having any luck, so we changed the meds and went for another 6 mos....still no luck.We decided to take a quick break from all this and try to adopt...that is a whole different post...but lets just say it also ended in heartache. After 3 more mos on another med and still no luck, the dr told us..."I think I have done all I can for you...I think you should see a fertility specialist." After researching not only the fertility clinic, but also our hearts and our bank account we began the fertility process in late May of 2010. We had wonderful doctors, nurses and even a "shrink" we had to go see to make sure we were "mentally ok" to go through the process. (since we were able to go thru with the process I guess Chris and I are "mentally ok" lol). We began the injections, tests, and medications in late May early June 2010 and I had the retrieval process done. 17 eggs were taken! We were so excited....but only 6 fertilized and the day we went in for the implantation....we only had 2 good eggs. At that time I was devestated...but God knew what he had planned for me. A few weeks later we found out that we were pregnant...at 8 weeks we heard one heart beat and at 10 weeks we found the next one. I knew right away that we were going to have Parker and Payge...and I could even tell you who was who and where they were laying at. :)
Fast Forward: Saturday, March 26, I was exhausted, and my back kept hurting. I would just lay in floor and then stretch out and pain seemed to go away. Chris was gone. After an ice cream fix with Miranda, I felt a little better. Sunday morning we got up to go to church and I kept telling Chris that I didn't feel well and that I was crampy and sore. We still went to church. After church, several tylenol and at least 3 hot showers, Chris FINALLY called Miranda and she said we should start timing contractions. Well....I didn't really know what a contraction was so when my belly got tight...I told Chris and he wrote it down. We were thinking they were 30-40 mins apart. By Monday, I couldn't take it anymore and had Megan-who has not driven in Tulsa let alone driven a contracting pregnant lady in Tulsa-take me to the Dr. I figured my Pre K days were over. At the dr.'s office I was bleeding, already dialated and so she sent me to labor and delivery. My contractions were 1-3 minutes a part!!! I was admitted Monday afternoon, pumped full of Magnesium and steriods for the babies lungs and hooked up to a hundred different monitors. Up and down the next few days, by Thurs I felt great. Got to get up and take a shower, put on my own PJ's...big mistake. Early Friday morning I woke up and could hardly breath. My pulse/ox was super low and my blood pressure was high. The nurse called my dr who said I needed to be rushed in for a CT to make sure there was not a blood clot. Luckily there was no blood clot, BUT I was basically drowning from all the fluids that had been pumped into me, so no more pain meds, or fluids for me. By noon the contractions were back and they were intense. By 2pm I was dialated to a 3, bleeding and having contractions every 2-3 mins. By 3pm the nurse said "ok...you say Uncle and we will call your dr." by 3:15 I said "uncle" because the contractions were 1-3 mins apart and lasting 60-70 seconds each. By 4:23 and 4:24 my precious nuggets were here....
Little did I know that having babies at 33.2 weeks meant time in the NICU...and little did I know what exactly the NICU consisted of. Like I have posted previously...this is not in the what to expect books...but God doesn't give you more than you can handle. Chris and I have grown closer, and we are truly blessed to have such a strong support system of family, friends and co workers. The other day I made the comment "It is easier to be stronger on the outside than on the inside..." and one of my dear friends said "well...we have Jesus on the inside so we don't have to be strong.." and she is very true.
It is hard to have babies in the NICU and then completely turn it all over to God to take care of your children...but I think that is part of Parenthood. We have to trust in God and have hope and faith that He will provide us with the strength that we need to make it minute by minute...day by day...
So, today we celebrate the Nuggets 2 week birthday, just like we celebrated their 1st week...and probably more to come....but as I write this I feel God at work and I know He is at work in my babies, in the Nurses and dr.s and in Chris and I...because without God, NOTHING IS POSSIBLE!
Happy 2 weeks Babies...Mommy and Daddy love you!!
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