4.28.2016

Grayson gets to meet his babies

We have been talking to Grayson about mommy having two babies in her stomach for what seems like forever 



At first no interest at all I think  because I didn't really have a belly at first  but as my belly grew he started to hug and kiss it or pet it as he calls it. 

He knew mommy was growing his brother and sister and he was excited to hold them. 

So when the day came for them to finally meet I was beyond excited. I had picked up gifts for him to give to them as well as gifts for him from his babies. 

He walked in a little scared he just looked at them and didn't want to touch them at all at first. So we did gifts he gave them their little toys for their car seats and then Michael brought out the gift from the babies, a Paw Patrol rolling luggage and he flipped out he loved it so much! Then I told him to open it and he flipped even more over the 4 mini Lego sets the babies got him. The first thing he wanted to do was go show the nurses who just swooned over him so he came back with chocolate, a coloring book and the promise of a Popsicle. Already a lady killer lol.


We asked him if he wanted to hold the babies and he said no so we didn't push it. Michael took him downstairs to the cafeteria with Gigi and they had dinner. When he came back upstairs to the room he was ready to hold his babies. 

He was so proud of them! 


2 seconds later he said he was done and ready for a grape Popsicle. 

Gigi took him home to our house so that Michael could stay with me until visiting hours were over because we were asking the godparents as they came and held the babies. 

Grayson came back everyday (except the day we came home) and did great everyday. 

Now we have had some rough moments but overall I would say he has handled this huge transition amazing. He is so proud every time he holds them which is often and only in about 5 minute spans but he loves it. 

Nothing makes my heart happier than all my babies in one picture! 













4.23.2016

Twins Birth Story

Okay so this is long but I don't want to forget one single detail 


So I made it to 34 weeks and was upset that even though I was having contractions they weren't the real thing but I knew that cooking these babies longer was what we needed.


So Monday I went in for my weekly NST and the test showed I was having contractions every 8-10 mins but I could still talk through them and the babies looked good so after our hour of monitoring we went home and then my contractions got really bad.

I had about 2 hours of contractions that were 4 mins apart and then they spaced out. So I got some sleep and just prayed for Gods timing in this whole thing.

Tuesday came and again I would have some pretty serious contractions for a few hours and then they would space out. I was beyond frustrated.

Wednesday I woke up to horrific cramping and hard contractions that I couldn't talk through but they were about 12 mins apart so I just kept up with my water and keeping my feet up. 

Around 2 I was in a ton of pain constant cramping and I had contractions coming every 4-8 mins. I drank a ton of water and timed them for 2 hours and they just kept coming. So I called the doctor and of course he said go to the hospital for observation. I called my mom and dad and Michael and I both took showers and headed into the hospital.

Stubborn me walked into the maternity floor and my doctor was there waiting for me and the first thing he said was "Um I'm pretty sure she should be in a wheel chair" oops! So of course I had to get in a gown and get hooked up to the monitor the babies looked great and my contractions were coming still. 

The doctor checked me for the first time my whole pregnancy and said that my cervix was so far back behind baby girls head that he couldn't even tell if I was dialated but he bet I wasn't at all (same thing happened when I was pregnant with Grayson) so he wheeled in the ultrasound machine and saw that baby girl was pretty low but not engaged and that I was at a zero. 

Okay here is where it gets crazy. He then ordered Procardia to stop my labor and I burst into tears. When I had been in his office on Friday be told me that he would not stop my labor after 34 weeks so I was confused and devastated. I even asked to sign papers to sign myself out because I didn't want to get stuck in the hospital for  days on end only to go home without my babies but the doctor asked me to take the procardia and stay the night so I agreed to one night. 

I took the procardia got the IV and and tried to get some sleep. The procardia stopped my contractions and I was 100% sure I was going home in the morning.


Only I woke up Thursday morning to horrible cramps and contractions every 10 min apart so I got a second dose of procardia and it slowed the contractions for about an hour and then they came back. So after 4 hours I got my 3rd dose of procardia and it did nothing for my cramping or contractions and I was now contracting every 4-6 mins with the worst contractions. The doctor came in around 9 felt my stomach through 2 contractions and said the babies had decided that today was the day. 

I called my mom and told her head to the hospital because we were having the babies today. 


We had to wait behind another surgery and my doctor had a natural birth to deliver but we started to get prepped around 10:30 for our c-section. Now I have not eaten since Wednesday at 12:30 because we headed to the hospital around dinner time and I didn't want a full stomach going in if we had to do a surgery that night. So on Thursday morning the only thing I had had since lunch the day before was a Popsicle they gave me at 10 at night. 


Because of this my nurse was concerned about babies having low blood sugar when they came out so she ordered me a bag of sugar water through my IV. I got my catheter put in and the air pumps put on my legs and just waited. It was around 11:30 and the OR nurses came down to get me into surgery, it happened a ton faster than we thought and so I hardly got any of the sugar water in my system. 


So I get in the OR and they transfer me to the smallest table known to man and then have me hang my legs over the edge and tell me to hug my baby bump and arch my back like a cat. I legit said have you seen me from the front? But our bodies are amazing and I was able to do it. First it was the numbing shot and then he placed the spinal block which I didn't feel at all. They laid me back down and almost instantly my whole body from the boobs down felt they pins and needles. 

My doctor came in and him and a nurse started to prep my stomach by rubbing a bunch of cold wet stuff on it to which I told him "excuse me I can still feel all that" he laughed at me and said we know  it's fine we are not cutting yet. 


The room flooded with a bunch of people and finally my husband came in. At this point I started to have a small painc attack because my legs felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to move them but I couldn't feel them. It was very surreal.
Soon the blue curtain went up and I felt some tugging and then I heard her. The best sound ever of my little girl crying, it brought tears to my eyes instantly. They grabbed Michael right away to go be with 
Her and then 2 mins later I heard a loud screech and my baby boy was here. After that I felt like I was in the dark as my doctor worked on me and I tried to listen for my babies. Marshall was not crying like they needed him to so they were making him cry and finally he started belting it out. 

The babies were brought over to me and we had the sweetest nurse take some pictures after that Michael and the babies went to the nursery and I got a nice shot put in my IV and I drifted off to sleep while they tied my tubes and finished off my surgery. The next thing I knew I was being wheeled into my room. 

I laid flat for the first half and hour and then slowly raised myself up in 15 min incremts to avoid a spinal headache and throwing up. An hour after surgery I begged for at least ice chips because my mouth was so dry. Then I finally got apple juice but was told to take it slow on drinking it because they didn't want me throw up.


Finally after what seemed like forever Michael came in with the rest of our family (my parents , my father in law and my aunt and grandma) and I got to see pictures. I was so in love and wanted to see them but they just weren't bringing them in my room. Our nurse came in and said that they were holding the twins for their blood sugar and they had just fed them and they were going to test them in half an hour, and that if they failed this time they would need IV's since they had already failed twice before. Our angels were with us because they passed and we got to have them with us! 


They were beautiful and smelled amazing and my heart grew. I'm going to do a whole separate post on Grayson meeting them and how my hospital stay and c-section recovery was and how our first few days home has been. 

Having Marshall and Charlotte here is even more amazing then I could have imagined. They were the final pieces to our family and we all feel so complete. 

4.22.2016

They are here!!!!!!

Yesterday April 21st our family grew by 2 sweet precious babies 

Charlotte Carol Halli Smith 6 pounds 12 ounces and 19 inches long 



Marshall Thomas Joseph Smith 6 pounds 9 ounces and 19 inches long 



I will write up the whole birth story soon,right now I'm recovering and soaking in these two precious gifts. 
I do just want to say a big thank you for all the prayers we for sure felt them and are grateful. 

4.12.2016

Still Pregnant and a small rant

So thankfully I'm still pregnant.


Im 34 weeks as of Thursday and that was the last day of my Procardia prescription.

I went for a NST on Monday and I had zero contractions and babies were active with great heartbeats. All wonderful things

My swelling is almost completly gone since being on bed rest and chugging water like it's the only way into heaven.

My sonogram today showed that baby A is still head down and measuring about 5 pounds 9 ounces and about a week ahead and baby B is measuring 5 pounds 12 ounces and is still break and is again about a week ahead. 
All good things 



Now it is just a waiting game. When my body goes into labor or my water breaks it will be go time.

I have been having contractions since Thursday night when I was done with my Procarida however they are all over the place so not real labor. I have to say I was a little upset when I walked out of my appointment with an appointment for next week my body's ready to be done being pregnant 

However I know the longer they stay in the better statistacly speaking at this point 1 day in is 3 days less in the NICU.

It's just hard my stomach feels like it's going to rip open and baby A's head feels like it's going to fall out. I'm just uncomfortable and praying like crazy. I have no choice but to trust Gods timing in all this. 

My other struggle is Grayson. I'm ready to be his mom again. It sucks being in a bed all day and not being able to pick him up or take him to school or do anything. 

Okay so my small rant 

Being on bed rest has left me a ton of time to read and read I have. Mostly birth stories of twins, just trying to gauge NiCU time well I have found a ton of shaming going on with comments like " when they told me I was having a c-section my life was over because I wasn't going to be able to really give birth to my babies". My problem with that statement the whole not really giving birth part. Unmedicated medicated c-section it all ends in a sweet baby and it's all giving birth. No matter what and I get being disappointed if it doesn't go the way you thought it would but to say it's not really giving birth is not okay. Anytime your body produces a baby you gave birth 


Okay end rant 


Here's to Gods timing and getting through the last stretch. 






4.03.2016

Update from an awful bed

So it happened I started having contractions 


Saturday I felt a little off all day but my contractions were like once every hour or two no.big.deal

Then we ate dinner and like half an hour after I had a pretty strong contraction. Not painful but strong. Then 20 mins later another, then 15, then they got to  10 and by 6:00 pm they were coming consistently 8-10 mins apart so I called my mom she said drink water and put my feet up and if they hadn't stopped in an hour call the doctor well they didn't stop so we called the doctor and he said head on into the hospital for observation.


I called my mom for her and dad to come take care of Grayson (who Michael was putting to bed for the night) but my mom insisted on coming with Michael and I so my dad stayed at our house with Grayson. 

I took a shower before I left and we got to the hospital around 8:30. I got changed into a gown and they put the monitors on me. 

As soon as they hooked up the monitors they saw that I was still contracting every 7-8 mins they just started fluids and told me to rest only that was impossible because they had me in a lobor bed which is like laying on plywood. I got maybe half an hour of sleep when I started cramping 

They checked my and I was not dialated so around 5 in the morning I got a shot to stop contractions. Then 2 hours later a shot for the babies lungs.


I felt pretty good my doctor told me I would be staying the night because I needed to have the second shot the following morning for the babies lungs. He was upset that they hadn't let me eat yet and that I was left on the NST machine for almost 12 hours straight and that I was left in a labor bed so around 12 Grayson  came to see me and my dad picked up my mom to take her home. They decided to keep Grayson overnight so that Michael could stay with me at the hospital. 


I finally got food and then took a shower I was feeling pretty good after the shot to stop labor then around 2 I was woken up from a nap with horrible cramping it was confirmed from the NST that I was having  contractions and uterine irritability every 4-8 mins. So I got another shot and they started me on procardia. I got my second dose of procardia at 5 and have not felt a contraction or cramp since Then.


I'm still in the hospital now because it takes 48 hours for the shots for the babies lungs to be fully affective. Hopefully tomorrow I will be going home still
On the procardia and our goal it to make it to the 14 so at least 9 more days and on strict bed rest. My prayer is that we are all healthy and that we can stay at our hospital with our doctor.

This has been hard but I known necessary the hardest part is being away from Grayson I miss him so much but thank goodness for FaceTime.


Here's to getting out tomorrow and making it at least 9 more days just one day at a time