Last June was the 5th anniversary of my becoming pregnant with the girls and I have since been documenting here various highlights and milestones of that pregnancy since I was not yet blogging at the time. This week is the anniversary of my last week being pregnant. 5 years ago this week:
Sunday the 24th - My mom came to stay with us until they were born. I assume we watched the 2008 Oscars that night.
Monday the 25th - I had my last OB appointment. First with my regular OB and then with the MFM (maternal/fetal medicine) specialist after that. I had my last NST and the girls were doing great. I just remember thinking how weird it was that that would be my last time in that office (the MFM office, that is. I sure didn't plan on having twins again but hadn't ruled out a singleton (and I'm pretty sure we could have prevented twins or more by only transfering one embryo had we ever done an FET {frozen embryo transfer}).
Wednesday the 27th - Last full day pregnant and last day as a non-parent. I remember watching American Idol with Paul that evening and thinking how weird it was that it was our last night without kids.
And then, Thursday the 28th, the girls were born via scheduled c-section due to breech presentation. Here's my super exciting birth story:
I went to the hospital at the appointed time, the doctor cut me open, pulled out Olivia, then Kayley. The end. Yawn. OK, so I'll jazz it up a little.
My surgery was scheduled for 9:00 AM. We had to be at the hospital at 7:00 AM to check in and be monitored. A few minutes before 9:00 we walked to the OR, and just as we were heading that way, Paul's parents were arriving so we got to say a quick hello as we were walking to the OR. I was on the table, prepped and already being cut open at exactly 9:00 AM.
Olivia came out at 9:09, and Kayley followed less than 59 seconds later because it was still 9:09. Olivia was 6 lbs, 13 ounces and Kayley was 5 lbs, 15 ounces.
Like usual, none of our pictures are very good. Their faces are always half covered with a blanket, or the picture is blurry or something (we had just got a new camera and were still getting used to it). Oh well.
That concludes the documentation of my pregnancy. Happy 5th birthday, girls!
Sunday the 24th - My mom came to stay with us until they were born. I assume we watched the 2008 Oscars that night.
Monday the 25th - I had my last OB appointment. First with my regular OB and then with the MFM (maternal/fetal medicine) specialist after that. I had my last NST and the girls were doing great. I just remember thinking how weird it was that that would be my last time in that office (the MFM office, that is. I sure didn't plan on having twins again but hadn't ruled out a singleton (and I'm pretty sure we could have prevented twins or more by only transfering one embryo had we ever done an FET {frozen embryo transfer}).
Wednesday the 27th - Last full day pregnant and last day as a non-parent. I remember watching American Idol with Paul that evening and thinking how weird it was that it was our last night without kids.
And then, Thursday the 28th, the girls were born via scheduled c-section due to breech presentation. Here's my super exciting birth story:
I went to the hospital at the appointed time, the doctor cut me open, pulled out Olivia, then Kayley. The end. Yawn. OK, so I'll jazz it up a little.
My surgery was scheduled for 9:00 AM. We had to be at the hospital at 7:00 AM to check in and be monitored. A few minutes before 9:00 we walked to the OR, and just as we were heading that way, Paul's parents were arriving so we got to say a quick hello as we were walking to the OR. I was on the table, prepped and already being cut open at exactly 9:00 AM.
Olivia came out at 9:09, and Kayley followed less than 59 seconds later because it was still 9:09. Olivia was 6 lbs, 13 ounces and Kayley was 5 lbs, 15 ounces.
Like usual, none of our pictures are very good. Their faces are always half covered with a blanket, or the picture is blurry or something (we had just got a new camera and were still getting used to it). Oh well.
That concludes the documentation of my pregnancy. Happy 5th birthday, girls!
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