On Dec 31, 2004 after dinner with my
family, I went to the restroom and
passed a small blood clot. I spoke
with my OB and she said that this was
nothing to be concerned about unless
it continued. She told me to come
into the office on Monday for an
exam. The exam on Monday was normal
and we again heard a heartbeat. On
Jan 5th, 2005, at 11 weeks pregnant,
we found out we were not only
expecting one baby but two. This was
quite a shock as twins do not run in
our family and we were not taking any
fertility drugs. We truly felt
blessed, scared, and excited. With a
22 month old already, we were nervous
about being the parents of 2 let alone
3 children. Our excitement left us
very quickly when on Jan 11, just
before midnight I was woke up with a
gush of fluid. I immediately called
my OB and she had me come to the
hospital for an evaluation. We spent
most of the night there where they
were unable to confirm a rupture until
the next morning. After a long night
and day of doctor appointments and
ultrasounds, it was confirmed that I
had ruptured with Twin B. I was
immediately hospitalized. The MFM
doctors at the hospital I was in told
me all the statistics and basically
recommended we terminate. The doctors
said that since it was so early in the
pregnancy that resealing was possible
and another possibility was that the
one twin would pass inside of me. The
decision was easy for my husband and
I. We let God decide what should
happen for our family and us. I
stayed in the hospital for 1 week and
was discharged on bed rest. I could
shower every other day and was to lift
nothing and not stand for long time.
I also went to the doctor weekly for
blood tests, bi-weekly ultrasounds,
and kept a temperature log. I
resealed and reaccumulated fluid
around Twin B till 18 weeks. The AFI
for Twin B never got above 5 during
this time. On Feb 14th, I was lying
on the couch with my daughter and
again had a big gush of fluid. We
went to the hospital again and I was
hospitalized for five days for
monitoring. They thought maybe I
would go into labor since I was a
little further along. Just in time
for my daughters 2nd birthday party, I
was released and again back on bed
rest at home. From this point on, I
leaked daily and never had an AFI
above 1.5 for Twin B. Twin B also
became Twin A after the second
rupture. Around 21 weeks, I started
having some pinkish fluid and this
continued on and off till delivery. I
was hospitalized at 22 weeks and
administered steroids at 22.5 and
22.6. My hospital stay was relatively
uneventful. I did pass a few blood
clots and have bleeding here and
there, but the doctors said it was
blood vessels in my cervix. At 27
weeks, about 10 days after my last
ultrasound, I had a large gush of
fluid. I thought for sure that Twin A
had ruptured. But in fact, an
impromptu ultrasound showed that Twin
A was fine. My doctors assume that
the babies just moved and some fluid
escaped. At 28 weeks, I started
having contractions on a regular
basis. This is very normal for a twin
pregnancy. My doctors were not going
to stop my labor for anything. The
plan was to get me to 34 weeks or June
8th. On June 6th, my morning
monitoring showed an abnormal heart
rate for the ruptured twin and my
contractions were getting strong.
Around noon, my doctor put me on the
monitor to see the heartbeats and
watch my contractions. At 12:30, they
decided my babies were going to be
born today. At this point, I became
an emotional disaster. My husband,
mom and in-laws were on their way to
the hospital. My contractions got
really strong quickly and each time I
contracted, the ruptured twin's heart
rate dropped. The doctors decided
they could not wait for my husband and
wheeled me into the OR without him
being there. Luckily, he arrived just
as I was leaving the prep room. Kyle
(ruptured twin) was brought into this
world at 2:28 pm. Connor arrived at
2:29 pm. Kyle was 4 lbs 4 oz and let
out a little cry. Connor was 4 lbs 13
oz. and let out a big scream. Kyle
was intubated in the delivery room and
both were rushed off to the NICU. The
first 24 hours were great. Kyle was
on the vent, but was holding his own.
The next evening, Kyle took a turn for
the worst. The doctors advised us to
have him baptized as they were at
their last method of treatment for
him. Thank God, Kyle responded to the
treatment and came off the vent at 10
days old. He spent the next 9 weeks
in the NICU. The stay was relatively
uneventful. Connor came home after 11
days in the NICU. Kyle came home on
oxygen and has been doing great.
Other then the underdeveloped lungs,
he has no other pPROM issues. We
truly have been blessed with two
miracles.
My advice to you out that reading this
story is to have faith and follow your
instincts. Miracles do happen and God
will ultimately make the tough
decisions for you. God Bless!!
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