After 3 years and 8 miscarriages,
medications and surgeries, we were
pregnant with twins. We were so happy.
We were very scared but so hopeful.
After we reached 14 weeks, we thought we
were in the clear. On Febuary 27, 2001,
at 21 weeks and 2 days, I woke up very
wet. I woke my husband and told him that
I was so wet. He said I probably got to
the point were I couldn't "hold it in"
anymore. We called the dr. It was 6am.
He felt it was probably urine also but
told me to come in at his first
appointment at 8am. I went to the
bathroom and had a huge bladder! I was
really getting concerened. I went to get
some clothes from my closet to take a
shower and there went the pop. A gush of
water came out. I screamed. My husbabd
called the dr back and he said to get me
to the hospital ASAP. My parents were at
my house because my husbands grandfather
died and the funural was the day before.
Thank god my family was there! We got to
the hospital and I can feel the water
dripping out. My dr was there and
examined me. I could see the babies on
the ultrasound moving around. It was
heart breaking. We were told that the
babies had no chance of survival if they
were born. As long as I didn't go into
labor we were going to see how long we
can keep the babies inside without
endangering me or the babies. I had to
stay in the hospital with daily
sonograms, NST, blood tests, temperature
and blood pressure taking, but most of
all, strict bedrest with no privliages
at all. We were going to to keep thses
babies in as long as we could. Making a
long story shorter, I went into pre term
labor at 26 weeks in which they stopped
the contractions with that wonderful
drug Magnesium. I had contractions
daily. Finally, on April 6, 2001 after
27 hours of hard, pain medication
free,labor I had a c-section and
delivered Ilisa Nicole at 2 pounds 5
ounces 15 inches long and Dean Paul at 2
pounds 2 ounces and 14 inches.I was 28
weeks and 1 day. There was no cry heard
but I did get to see them before they
went to NICU. We experienced 10 1/2
weeks of a living rollercoaster. We
brought Ilisa and Dean home on June 17,
2001 on Father's Day! No mediations,
just vitamins!
They are now 7 1/2 months old and doing
great. They are rolling over, laughing,
and happy. My son just broke his first
tooth on Thanksgiving Day.
I hope this story will inspire anyone
that is going through this now. It was
such a horrible road but the outcome was
worth it. Please, keep your faith and
strength because miracles DO happen!
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