When Luke and I woke up on July 29th, 2014 we had no idea our girls would be born that day. We had our 31 week doctor’s appointment the day before and had talked about our birth plan. Planning for a delivery of around 35 weeks we headed home and Luke worked until 11 PM on our bathroom renovation which would be done by the time the girls were born. I got in bed and bid unsuccessfully on an ebay kilim rug and watched about 4 episodes of Psych. No hospital bag was packed and we didn’t have that many clothes for our girls as we were waiting to see how much they weighed when they were born to buy preemie size or newborn.
Luke got up around 6 AM on Tuesday, July 29th and got in the shower. I got up around 6:30 to pee (pregnant bladder) and started bleeding heavily. We immediately called the doctor and our doctor happened to be on call and he said come right in. Luke grabbed me some clothes and I changed, after making him go back and get different teeshirts 3 times. JUST PUT THIS ON EILEEN ITS FINE. “No I don’t want that one it’s not comfortable. Try again.”
We rushed in and immediately got on an IV drip while they watched me for the whole morning. I had stopped bleeding at this time and our doctor was thinking he would just keep me overnight and I would go home the next day. We told our families to not rush down to Columbia I was fine and just resting.
Around lunch I started having contractions every 30 minutes or so but couldn’t really feel them so I got on medicine to stop the contractions. I ate a lot of ice and we just hung out most of the afternoon. I started contracting a lot more but didn’t know it as I thought I was just hungry. “No honey that’s a contraction.” Ohhhhhh. At this point I was mainly just upset that I didn’t have a hospital bag packed for that night and kept saying. “I just want some socks.”
The contractions started speeding up and got to be 1 minute apart and started to be more painful around 4 PM and our doctor came in and we talked about our opinions and we made the decision to deliver. My body kept contracting and we didn’t want to hurt the babies.
I was in the delivery room by 7:20 and the babies were born at 7:30 PM. Both were healthy and about 3.5 lbs.
Earlier in the week before the babies were born I was reading Psalm 139 where it says “[The Lord] searches out my path…He hems me in behind and before.” Luke and I kept saying that scripture together the day the babies were born and we both felt such peace all day. Everything was taken care of, from the fact that my doctor was the one on call to even on the way to the hospital when I was so scared I felt the babies kick as if they were telling me they were ok.
In the delivery we found out that one of our babies was in distress and if we had waited to deliver until later and my water broke we could have lost her. There was no way of knowing she was in distress as everything looked fine on the ultrasound. We think the emergency delivery saved our baby girl. The bleeding I had that morning had nothing to do with the babies but got us to the hospital so we would deliver. Talk about the Lord protecting her.
Luke was planning on leaving for work around 6 AM that day and was running late so he was at home when I woke up.
My brother who is in the Air Force was on leave and was on the way to visit us the same day so he got to be there. It’s a 12 hour drive (which he made in about 10 hours ha) so if he had waited until we were scheduled to deliver he would have missed it.
My uncle who has twins (my aunt also had an emergency delivery) was randomly at our hospital that day and got to see us and helped us make the decision to deliver.
Both babies were completely healthy, no lung issues and were only on oxygen for 6 days. That is so rare for 31 week babies.
Everything was out of our control and it was so amazing to see the Lord direct our path completely.
Emmy Carlisle and Drake still had a long road before they came home and ended up spending 7 weeks in the NICU but were mainly just there until they learned to eat on their own. They have been home now for 2 weeks and each day is the hardest day and the best day. One thing about having a NICU baby is when they actually come home you never take any day you can spend with them for granted after having to leave your child every night.They are our hearts and we love them unbelievably more than I ever thought you could love someone. Side note: you think you love your husband the most you ever could and then you see him hold your babies. Whole other level.
I’ll be taking it slow on the blog until I get my feet under me but I’m not going anywhere. I don’t want to be one of those blogs that just disappears without saying that they are leaving. Yes I’ll be taking it slow but as the girls start sleeping through the night more and mommy gets some sleep I’ll be back. I am sure I’ll be overgramming if you want to follow along. (acreativedayblog)
So stick around. I’m not going anywhere.