I went into labor Saturday, December 28th at 5 a.m. Called my doctor and told him I was having strong, unbearable contractions. He instructed me to go to the hospital and he would meet us there. I got to the hospital, was set up in triage. Now, contractions were 5 minutes apart.
I called my mom and dad at 6 a.m., my mom of course called the entire family. They were all there by 7 a.m. waiting and hanging out in the lobby with McDonald's. I was in labor, but I was not dialating, so I was not considered to be in active labor. So weird. But my doctor knew I was ready, the twins were 38w 2 days and they were ready, but my body wasn't. They were both breech, so we did a c-section. It was scary, nerve recking and exciting. I was FINALLY going to meet my little people.
We suited up, Tony suited up and at 11:42 a.m. Dean was pulled out, ass first, and then at 11:43 a.m., Colin was pulled out, ass first. Dean had a bit of fluid in his lungs, so they took him to the NICU for a half a second. By noon, I was already in recovery and they were putting Colin on my breast for an instance feeding. I was so drugged up, I couldn't even hold them.
That was the quickest day of my life. 5am contractions, 11:30 am sent to surgery, 11:42 am my babies were born and by noon it was all done and my husband and family were surrounding the twins and myself. Best day of my life.
OH! and the doctor named our kids. Ha :)
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