x On that beautiful day in May 2010, we were headed to an ultrasound to find out when to expect our second baby. We had Lori Kiesman (sister in law), and her two daughters; Danica and Janel. We thought we'd go to dinner after so we had everyone waiting. I went in and the technician, immediately commented - "Hmmm". A little worried as I didn't know what "hmm" meant, I asked her if everything was ok. She said yes, but I "think" you're having twins. I said "are you sure?" and in my mind I was thinking "how can you say think? You should know when you say things like that" I asked her to check to be sure. She showed me her screen and pointed out two little blinking lights on her screen, two heart beats. We had just found out I was pregnant and now to find out that it was twins. Luckily I was laying down already. For the next 20 minutes, Neil and Mya sat in the waiting room, watching as others came and went. Finally, she called them in and I said to Neil "we're having twins", he innocently said "what?" He knew that something was up as he had been waiting so long but had no idea it would be this. I must admit I was freaking out a little as I didn't know what to do with two babies. Whereas, Neil was a little more enthusiastic. Neil brought in Lori and the girls, he showed them the pic from the Ultrasound and they all screamed with excitement. It was a blurr, I don't know what happened that night, I remember where we went for dinner but don't know what and if I ate anything. A few weeks later, we found out the sex, but Neil wanted to keep it a secret. As they were identical it would only be two boys or two girls. But on November 26 in an outlet store in the US, I was busted. My sister, Cheryl, caught me in the line-up at a clothing store holding baby boys clothes. My pregnancy was very smooth but they had a very close eye on me as the twins shared the same amniotic sac and often one baby will end up smaller than the other. I developed gestational diabetes at week 34 and had it under control by week 36 with diet. Full term for twins is considered 34 weeks. So I was doing everything I could to make sure I packed on their weight before they came. By the end I was at the Women's hospital twice a week for non-stress tests and ultrasounds. I knew everyone by first name. I had only gained 22.5lbs and felt good. Though it was getting hard to get comfortable in bed at night. I stopped working at 36 weeks which was the end of the year. So for a few weeks I enjoyed my time off and did special things with Mya. As twin B the bigger one and top one was a lot bigger, I couldn't deliver vaginally. They were concerned I would deliver the bottom one and the second one be too big and have t
o go to c-section. And I was for sure not going to do both deliveries. I wanted a vaginal delivery but wasn't stupid. So we scheduled the c-section on Monday, January 17. I was a little worried as I had never had major surgery before but I had a wonderful doctor. At 8:30 am and 8:31 am our boys arrived. Elias Arthur Wotton weighed 6lbs 14ozs and Chase Kenneth Wotton was 7lbs 9ozs. (Eli is Neil's Great Grandfather Wotton and Arthur was his Grandpa Wotton and Kenneth is Neil's dad's name, who passed on two years ago) They were very large for twins. My doctor was so surprised by Chase's weight he held him up for me to see, though I specifically asked not to see any blood. Minutes after wheeling me into recovery they had me tandem breast feeding. Everything happened so quickly, I didn't really know what I was doing. Both boys, looked a lot alike, but luckily the size difference was our saving grace. We stayed in the hospital until Thursday night, Neil was releaved we could go home and I was worried. Now what? I can't push a call button at home and have someone come to help me. But I had to face the reality that I eventually had to go home. I was so sore from the c-section that I had to try 4 times to get into our SUV. Mya was at my mom's the whole time, each day she'd come visit me a few times. She was such a trooper. I was glad to be home, our poor dog was giddy to have us home too. Now on to real life.
x On that beautiful day in May 2010, we were headed to an ultrasound to find out when to expect our second baby. We had Lori Kiesman (sister in law), and her two daughters; Danica and Janel. We thought we'd go to dinner after so we had everyone waiting. I went in and the technician, immediately commented - "Hmmm". A little worried as I didn't know what "hmm" meant, I asked her if everything was ok. She said yes, but I "think" you're having twins. I said "are you sure?" and in my mind I was thinking "how can you say think? You should know when you say things like that" I asked her to check to be sure. She showed me her screen and pointed out two little blinking lights on her screen, two heart beats. We had just found out I was pregnant and now to find out that it was twins. Luckily I was laying down already. For the next 20 minutes, Neil and Mya sat in the waiting room, watching as others came and went. Finally, she called them in and I said to Neil "we're having twins", he innocently said "what?" He knew that something was up as he had been waiting so long but had no idea it would be this. I must admit I was freaking out a little as I didn't know what to do with two babies. Whereas, Neil was a little more enthusiastic. Neil brought in Lori and the girls, he showed them the pic from the Ultrasound and they all screamed with excitement. It was a blurr, I don't know what happened that night, I remember where we went for dinner but don't know what and if I ate anything. A few weeks later, we found out the sex, but Neil wanted to keep it a secret. As they were identical it would only be two boys or two girls. But on November 26 in an outlet store in the US, I was busted. My sister, Cheryl, caught me in the line-up at a clothing store holding baby boys clothes. My pregnancy was very smooth but they had a very close eye on me as the twins shared the same amniotic sac and often one baby will end up smaller than the other. I developed gestational diabetes at week 34 and had it under control by week 36 with diet. Full term for twins is considered 34 weeks. So I was doing everything I could to make sure I packed on their weight before they came. By the end I was at the Women's hospital twice a week for non-stress tests and ultrasounds. I knew everyone by first name. I had only gained 22.5lbs and felt good. Though it was getting hard to get comfortable in bed at night. I stopped working at 36 weeks which was the end of the year. So for a few weeks I enjoyed my time off and did special things with Mya. As twin B the bigger one and top one was a lot bigger, I couldn't deliver vaginally. They were concerned I would deliver the bottom one and the second one be too big and have t
o go to c-section. And I was for sure not going to do both deliveries. I wanted a vaginal delivery but wasn't stupid. So we scheduled the c-section on Monday, January 17. I was a little worried as I had never had major surgery before but I had a wonderful doctor. At 8:30 am and 8:31 am our boys arrived. Elias Arthur Wotton weighed 6lbs 14ozs and Chase Kenneth Wotton was 7lbs 9ozs. (Eli is Neil's Great Grandfather Wotton and Arthur was his Grandpa Wotton and Kenneth is Neil's dad's name, who passed on two years ago) They were very large for twins. My doctor was so surprised by Chase's weight he held him up for me to see, though I specifically asked not to see any blood. Minutes after wheeling me into recovery they had me tandem breast feeding. Everything happened so quickly, I didn't really know what I was doing. Both boys, looked a lot alike, but luckily the size difference was our saving grace. We stayed in the hospital until Thursday night, Neil was releaved we could go home and I was worried. Now what? I can't push a call button at home and have someone come to help me. But I had to face the reality that I eventually had to go home. I was so sore from the c-section that I had to try 4 times to get into our SUV. Mya was at my mom's the whole time, each day she'd come visit me a few times. She was such a trooper. I was glad to be home, our poor dog was giddy to have us home too. Now on to real life.
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