It was just before four pm when the nurse decided to call our doctor and update him on the contractions I was experiencing. I think they were brought on because the babies were hungry due to my fasting, they were not at all happy with the food situation!
Our doctor decided that yes it was time to get the babies out, contractions could lead to dilation and water breaking, with Baby A’s cord laying on my cervix that could potentially create an emergency situation. This plan was the best plan for us at the moment, it felt safe and like the right thing to do. So we waited for the team to gather, went over paper work with our nurse, and then the anesthesiologist came in to go over any information she needed from me. The team we had with us wheeled me down to the OR, Joel followed behind with the camera in the green/blue scrubs they gave to him.
When I got to the OR they had me walk into the room and sit up on the table, I was introduced to a few people (the surgical nurse, assisting surgeon, and pediatric doctors). My doctor was there as well, and our midwife was on her way to meet us. While I was getting my spinal injection our doctor looked up on his phone which celebrities were born on January 19th, apparently that date is Janice Joplin’s birth date. He played a little bit of her music, but we all agreed that it wasn’t the most soothing “welcome” babies music. The pediatric doctors were deciding which hat would go on which baby. In the end the Green hat would go on Baby A and the Yellow hat would go on Baby B, alphabetically!
I was given the numbing shot into my spine and felt the heat rushing down to my legs. There was a box of instruments that Dr Will asked to be moved before I fell off the table, he knew the medicine was beginning to take effect and I soon would lose all control. I lay down, and spread my arms out on the boards. They gave me warm blankets, and washed my belly. I could still feel my left leg and it worried me, but I was assured they were pinching hard and I would not feel a thing. Joel came in and they got ready to start. Just as they began our midwife walked through the door and joined us for the birth, it was an awesome moment to have our whole team together ready to meet these babies.
Within what felt like a few seconds of the surgery starting they were breaking my water, and then we heard a baby cry. Those first cries were so precious and unlike any moment I can describe, so much anticipation and suddenly there is our baby. I was looking to my right to see into the little warming table where the doctors were checking him over. They said he was perfect, and brought him over to me. the anesthesiologist helped Joel and the other doctor put him on my chest for some skin to skin time. It was so precious to have him skin to skin within moments of a c-section birth.
I felt them then start digging into my uterus for Baby B, and immediately after baby A was place on my chest we could here cries from baby B. I looked over to the warming table this time to see a baby with such light skin, and so bald. The baby looked so different from my other newborns, I remember remarking to Joel “he is so white, he is so your child”.
The doctors wrapped him up and let Joel bring him down towards my face where I could smell him and kiss his sweet cheeks. We talked about who they each looked like, and how baby B was a wild card. The doctors asked us their names and we officially said it out loud together that their names were Sam, and Ben. Dr Will remarked that he too had a Ben! It was so lovely to be surrounded by happy people who really made the experience about us.
Ben started to make squeaky noises and we wondered if he would need some help, but the pediatric doctor suggested switching Sam and Ben, and giving Ben some skin to skin time with Mom. It was a sweet moment to savour while being put back together. During the stitching up process our doctor had a spur of the moment thought about whether or not we discussed a tubal. Joel and I had previously decided this was not the time to make that decision, and when it was it would be Joel getting permanently altered. I remember everyone agreeing that I had done enough with my contribution to child bearing in this family.
They signed the babies off to the care of our trusted midwife, they were officially hers now! I was stapled closed, and the given some pain medication. They slid me over to my bed, and then wheeled me into recovery. Joel handed me my phone, and I was able to connect with the outside world while I waited to get feeling back in my toes. At one point I heard my babies and Joel with my midwife, but the recovery room nurse asked if they would return to our room and wait for me. Joel texted me their weights; 7lbs (Sam) and 6lbs 4oz (Ben). I eventually made it back to our room (after what seemed like forever in recovery), it was probably well after seven pm before I saw my new babies again.
When I got back into our safe haven room, our night nurse was there with our midwife trying to help get a blood sample. I could tell that both women were frustrated with having to get a blood sample from what seemed like a perfectly healthy newborn. I was stressed about that test in particular because when Joshua had it done he was taken to the NICU and stayed in for five days due to low blood sugar. Thankfully that test was fine for both boys, and I was able to settle in for some skin on skin and attempt nursing them both.
Sammer was quite the drama boy from the start. He knew exactly what he wanted and when he wanted it, which always seems about two seconds before he begins to express it. Ben seemed like a content, quiet, little guy. Absolutely perfect additions to our family! We were so happy and excited to welcome them both.
Check out the video Joel took of them newly born while they waited for me to get back from recovery. So sweet!