Family/Lifestyle Updates

Sam and Ben | First Year – Mini Series | Hospital Stay

January 15, 2016

In the previous post, I shared about the last scheduled OB appointment. That appointment led to us setting the official hospital admitting day, you can read that post here. This next post will cover the week I stayed in the hospital, and how we set the ‘plan’ in place for their birth.

(I want to apologize in advanced for low quality ‘phone’ pictures, at the time I was not thinking ahead to sharing)

On the Friday we prepared to go down to the hospital as planned. We poured the last of the milk down the drain and said goodbye to the empty house. Both girls, and our ‘babies’ (soon to be a big brother and big sister) were excited to spend some time with Grandma and Grandpa “At The Tops”. Annaliese was a bit nervous of it possibly being a long stay like our previous pregnancy (seven week hospital stay), but we assured her it was not to be, and I think for the most part she understood.

Snowy drive down to Orillia, January 9th, 2015.
Snowy drive down to Orillia, January 9th, 2015.

Joel and I went down again for another ultrasound to see which way these babies were laying. After which we were instructed to go upstairs to OB and check in. When we got upstairs we were told Dr Will had been on call for a crazy number of hours, and passed all his patients off to another doctor. After the ultrasound and a quick dilation check, she was reluctant to keep me seeing no medical need. This stressed me a bit as we had packed, planned, and prepared everyone. Our kids were settled, and we were ready to check in. That weekend proved to be a bit stressful as I did not know what the plan was, would I be sent home at any moment? The highway had been closed a few times in the previous weeks, and the last thing we wanted was a c-section in our home town (smaller hospital without a nicu or on-call OB).

Thankfully on Monday when our own Dr came back he assured us that we would be staying, he did not want me traveling on icy road conditions or creating an emergency situation when it could be avoided with some scheduled hospital time. I settled in and prepared for the wait. I was around 36 weeks, and we planned to deliver sometime after 37 weeks.

Art the girls sent down for me to display on the board in my room.
Art the girls sent down for me to display on the board in my room.
Violet and Annaliese came down with Joel to visit one day.
Violet and Annaliese came down with Joel to visit one day.

I had to stay in a shared room for the first week. Since I was not a medical concern the nurses wanted to keep the two private rooms free in case they needed them. This was a bit frustrating, but I found comfort knowing I would not be in there for seven weeks. There were sweet moments where the nurses went out of their way to aid in my rest, and help in keeping the room quiet. One night when a new baby came in the nurse offered to keep the baby with her and let the new mom get some sleep before heading home. It was a gift to get some rest (for that mom as well as myself).

How close the beds are. Bottom of mine, and the one across. You can hear the other person snore, really well!
How close the beds are. Bottom of mine, and the one across. You can hear the other person snore, really well!
This was a gift Joel surprised me with, which he had researched and went out to purchase on his own. It meant more to me than he knows, that he was supportive of a birth he knew was not my first choice.
This was a gift Joel surprised me with, which he had researched and went out to purchase on his own. It meant more to me than he knows, that he was supportive of a birth he knew was not my first choice.

Later in the week I was moved to a smaller room that was still considered only semi-private. They assured me they tried to avoid fitting two people though. I was thankful, but also knew they fill up and at times quickly, I could end up with a ‘roommate’, so I did not get overly comfortable. The full night’s sleep, and privacy was definitely appreciated by this introverted Momma!

On the Friday before the twins were born Dr Will stopped in to make plans for scheduling a C-section (due to the babies positions, this was the assumed birth plan). He first wanted to check dilation and where I was at before he left for the weekend. He said he thought baby A might be head down, and would book an ultra sound for Sunday. If the ultrasound showed Baby A was indeed head down we could attempt a VBAC on Monday. I was so excited, this might be the chance I hoped for.

My board after the plans were made, count down and last scheduled ultrasound!
My board after the plans were made, count down and last scheduled ultrasound!

On Saturday I ended up getting another favourite nurse, Lynn. During my last stay she took me under her wing – getting me proper nutrition and going above and beyond care wise. She set me up in my ‘old’ private room again. The on-call doctor that weekend was also really great. He made me feel at ease and confident, he too promised to check positions of babies before cutting me open.

Joel and I were both excited to see what the ultrasound would show. He made plans to come down later Sunday afternoon to be there and take me to the appointment. In the end a sudden opening meant I went down early Sunday morning by myself (well not exactly, the secretary at the desk wheeled me down and we had a moment to chat/catch up). The ultrasound tech said yes Baby A was indeed head down, which I knew meant our scheduled induction could possibly end in a vbac, I was so excited!

The night while I was knitting away, I felt someone make a move. I thought to myself, “hmm, I wonder what he is doing?” I even remember mentioning it to Joel, that I thought Baby A was being a turkey and may be out of my pelvis again. We would have to wait until the next morning to know for sure…

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