Kristy (Kleea) Birth Story ~ SheKnows.com Parents of Multiples

June 25th 2003

I am in the same antipartium room that I started in 5 wks ago, my son is coming to visit me today I am so excited but so sad. I just hate seeing him leave every week. I don't know how much more I can do. I have made it to 30 wks they didn't think I would but I did.
It's 12pm dh calls to ask if I want anything, no just you. At 1pm they arrive, my son now 2 1/2 walks in the room and gives me a huge hug. He is now accustomed to all the tubes and machines and noises. "wanta color mop (thats what he would call me)?" After a long visit it is time for them to head home they still have a 90 min drive home and it is getting late. It is now 6 pm when they leave. I am so depressed I go to the bathroom and just cry. After about 10 mins I get into bed and turn on my left side to sleep (thats all I would do) and then I felt it, a gushing feeling I reached down and my hand was covered in blood. This was at 6:15 pm, I pressed the nurses button. In came Susan( I love Susan she is the best) I said "I'm bleeding." "It's okay, It's okay" she said I'll get your doctor on the line. While they were getting Dr. Harris on the line she was cleaning me up....knowing Jason had just left she called him and told him to come back. She told Dr. Harris that the bleeding had slowed down but hadn't stopped, this was at 6:25pm. He told her to prep me and get me into the OR..."but her husband is on the way" she said. "We need to get them out within the hour" he said. "He will be right here" she said.
Then about 6:35pm anesthesiologist arrived, he was awesome. I know he knew I was scared, he held my hand the whole time. I felt so comfortable with him.
6:50 pm my husband walks in with my son..."Baby, it is time, you need to call Kyle (his brother)" I was being so calm I didn't want to scare my boy. They stated wheeling me out of my room that I had grown so found of and then everything seemed to go blurry and in slow motion. I know I hadn't been drugged yet so I don't know why I was feeling this way.
About 7 pm: It was cold in that room, colder and scarier than I had ever imagined. They had me set up so they could do the spinal but I was shaking so bad...the anesthesiologist told me "Calm down, you need to keep your heart rate under (I don't remember the #) or we are going to have to intibate you and I know you don't want that" I started focusing on my breathing and then the spinal was done. I laid back down and it took effect almost instantly. It seemed like I had been laying there forever but in reality it was probably only 10 or 15 mins then I say this man all in green walk up to me and grab my hand. I had to really think who this could be...it was Jason! "Have they started yet?" I asked "Yes, you are already cut open" he replied. A few seconds after he said that at 7:18 pm I heard a baby cry it was baby A (we still didn't have a set name for him). The the put him in the left upper corner of the room I could see him a little but not very well. Then at 7:19 pm I heard another baby cry. "Jacobs out, Kris" said Jason (we knew baby B was Jacob) Then they started to take Baby A away...Jason leaned down and said "Brody or Austin?" "Brody" I replied. "His name is Brody" Jason told the team. I was then wheeled in to the recovery room where one other lady was that just had twin girls. I heard some one say "They are on the way to the NICU, and yes dad is with them" I know that was my MIL. I just laid there like what just happened. As soon as they said it was okay to leave the recovery room they wheeled me back to my Antipartum room. I was later greeted by the postpartum nurses. I hated them...how could they be so cruel, just leave me alone. I was begging them to leave me alone. By this time the meds had worn off and with them kneading my stomach like that hurt.
About 8:30 pm I saw my sons for the first time in two Polaroid picture. They look big even though their weight said different.
I couldn't sleep that night it hurt and I wanted to be with my babies.

June 26th 2003

6:30 am that next morning that same nurse that kneaded me the night before came in and said "Are you ready?" "Ready for what?" I replied. "To get up and go see those beautiful babies" " I wanted to so bad. I got up and we walked it was hard it was like I was learning to walk all over again. After about 15 mins she said I was okay. "When shift change is over you can go" she said. I had to wait another 30 min before I could see them.
7:30 am was the first time I got to see my boys....the pictures lied they were small, not big, how dare they deceive me. Brody was small only weighing 2 pound 5.7 oz his head was the size of one of the bulb in the hospital. Jacob was just as small weighing 3 pound even.
But I knew I had some strong boys and strong they are.

I love you Brody and Jacob

Love Mommy