My little Angels

The twins will be six weeks old in two days.


I will start with me going to Perth to wait for the twin to arrive. We headed to Perth at 34 weeks and I had my appointment with the OB and a scan then we headed back to the farm for a week. After that I had an appointment at 35 weeks and I asked if we could get these babies out a bit sooner and he said "not a good idea, we want them to mature as much as possible". I was a bit dissapointed as I was so uncomfortable but I understood. We spent time visiting with Wade and Kelli, Shane and Tracy, Grandma & Grandpa Meyers. I spent a week in Perth by myself while Carol had the kids at the farm. They arrived back in Perth a few days before Nov 27th. I had a lot of braxton hicks at night time and I would think "oh this is it" but when I got up they stopped. I needed to pee about 10 times a night and this was very paifull because it was so difficult to get up. On the 26th Damon started to drive to Perth for the birth the following day.

Thursday 26th November 2009

I realised in the morning that after I did a pee I still had a bit of fluid comming out but I couldnt decide if my bladder had given up (I didnt blame it) or my waters were leaking. I spoke to Damon and he suggested I ring the hospital. I rang the hospital and they said to come in right away, I asked if I could wait until Damon got there and we could go in together but she said to come in now. I rang Damon to meet me at the hospital. I put a pad in and Carol, Henry and I headed for the hospital. They decided that I was thining and getting ready for labour with a hind water leak so everyone started to prepare for an immediate ceaserian. Damon arrived and Carol decided it was time her and Henry headed which really upset Henry becasue he wanted to stay with dad. The anethasist came in with his fly down and Damon thought he was going to preform the ceaser. We were taken to the prep room by theatre and I had the epidural put in my back. He put the touno around my arm then started doing something else and I thought my arm was going to fall off, his assistant was really nice and she was wispering about him behind his back. So in we go and the ceaser starts. I had requested that I wanted skin to skin contact with both babies before they are wisked off by the pediatrician and I wanted to see the after birth (just curious). I was so scared about being cut into but so excited about finally meeting my babies and seeing if they are boys or girls. So it startes and with in seconds they show me a boy and the first thing that pops into my head is "I have four boys, for sure" then they wisk him away and suddenly they say here is the next one and low and behold its a GIRL. I couldnt believe it, everyone is congratulating us a boy and a girl, very cleaver apparently. Anyway next they are pulling and pushing my insides and suddenly it starts to hurt and I can feel it quickly getting worse. I don't really remember much after that as apparently they gave me a drug so that I don't remember. I dont remember being in recovery and we didnt have any photos taken in theatre with the babies. Next I remember we are in the room and I am feeding one of them Ryan I think and Isla is wanting a feed. Its a bit blury but I was ringing friends and family.