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Lily & Logan's Birth Story
August 23, 2005

I was hoping to keep Lily and Logan in the womb until I was at least 35 weeks along, but they were having a few problems so I knew there was a good possibility they’d be earlier than that. My identical girls were sharing a placenta and Logan wasn’t getting as much blood as Lily and she was about 25% smaller. We had already discussed with the perinatologist that if my body went into labor at this point, that we wouldn't try to stop the labor. He said that it would be a sign that my body was done with the pregnancy and that the babies would be better off outside the womb and we would respect that. On Sunday August 21, as I went to bed, I said to Scott, ”I think the babies are going to come soon.”

I woke up at 1 a.m. and felt some contractions. Around 1:40 I woke Scott up and he timed a few. The contractions were very sporadic and unorganized, so around 3:30 we decided to go back to sleep and to see what happened.

I woke up the next morning to go to my 7 a.m. ultrasound. I was exhausted and I wasn’t having any more contractions. Because our son Marc was sick, Scott stayed home while I went to the appointment. The doctors had been monitoring the blood flow in Logan’s umbilical artery because the diastolic flow had been intermittently absent. When they looked at it that morning via the ultrasound it was consistently absent so the doctor wanted to monitor me more. I was sent to triage at labor and delivery and hooked up to a fetal monitor which tracked both babies’ heart-tones and my contractions. No one seemed to think I was in labor even though I had mentioned the contractions I had last night; I was just there to be monitored. I was starting to feel contractions again, but they were still pretty sporadic.

 

 


Lily on her birthday


Logan on her birthday


Logan & Lily, 10 months old

 

 

By around 2 p.m. I was exhausted and starving. I was finally moved to a labor and delivery room and Scott and Marc came to see me. The nurse didn’t want me eating anything until the doctor okayed it, but Scott snuck me in some food. Scott took Marc back to the house so his Uncle Lenny could watch him and I finally got some dinner sent to me. I hated being hooked up to the monitors because I wanted to walk around and I was not very comfortable. Every time I moved the sensors would slip and the nurse would come in to find the baby’s heartbeat again.

By the time Scott returned, my contractions were getting to be pretty regular. Dr. Levitt came in to see how I was doing and we asked him to check me and he said I was 40% effaced and 1-2 centimeters dilated. He said that he could feel Baby A’s sack bulging out of my cervix. (Note: Baby A always refers to the baby closest to the birth canal, the one that will be born first vaginally.)

The doctor and nurse left me alone to labor. Cheri, my mother-in-law, Melissa, my sister-in-law, and Jennifer, our Bradley instructor, arrived to see the birth. Around 11 pm the doctor checked me again and at this time I was 8 centimeters dilated. Up until this point the labor had been pretty easy, a lot easier than Marc’s because with that labor my water had been broken. The last 2 centimeters took a while and were as painful as my labor with Marc. I became very tired, and for a while I was falling asleep between contractions. I wasn’t making much progress but I think this was my body’s way of letting me get a bit of rest so I’d have the strength to continue and to push the babies out. I think Scott was a bit nervous while this was going on because I was not progressing. He and Jennifer kept encouraging me to change positions or walk around a bit to speed things up. Finally I had gotten some rest so I agreed to move around a bit more. I tried standing up a bit leaning on Scott and rocking back and forth. I also labored squatting for a while and on the toilet a bit. One of my bags of water broke, I was amazed at the volume of water that came out. With Marc’s labor I didn’t even know my water had broken, but this time there was no mistaking it. At one point I heard (on the monitor) Logan’s heart-tones drop. It made me very nervous, I was afraid someone might say I needed a C-section. The nurse came in and turned the volume down and I couldn’t hear her heart-tones anymore. I didn’t look at the monitor because I thought if I saw her heart-tone drop again it would make me nervous, but later I was told it dropped a few more times. I continued to labor and Scott was with me the whole time and knowing he was there helped me through it. Around 1 a.m. Jennifer had to go home. Shortly after that, I finally felt like I wanted to push. Doctor Levitt checked me again and said that I was fully dilated and effaced. Scott had someone call Jennifer, and she turned around. She made it back just in time after talking her way out of a speeding ticket.

Scott and I remember this next part differently. I remember Dr. Levitt saying that baby B's (Logan's) sack had broken and that Baby A's (Lily's) own sack was holding her head up against my pubic bone. Scott remember's him saying that Baby A's (Lily's) sack had broken and that Baby B's (Logan's) sack was holding Baby A's (Lily's) head up against my pubic bone. At any rate, Lily's head was stuck up against my pubic bone and Dr. Levitt suggested that he insert a needle into the bag of water and drain it. He said that as the water drained, her head would descend into the birth canal. We agreed and that’s exactly what happened.

I pushed twice and Lily popped out at 1:48 a.m. The doctor cut her cord and placed her on my chest and I told her what a good girl she was and that I loved her. She was then taken to the corner of the room to be examined by the neonatologist. I pushed again and at 1:51 Logan came out. Dr. Levitt waited until her cord stopped pulsating before he cut it and then she was also placed on my chest for me to see and tell her I loved her. Logan was then taken to be examined by the neonatologist. I pushed out the placenta and after that I was able to hold both girls for a few minutes before they were taken up to the NICU. After a little bit I was transferred to another room and Melissa and Cheri went to visit the girls in the NICU. After I was settled in, I visited the girls in the NICU. Scott and I were exhausted and we slept in the hospital room until I was woken up to get my blood pressure taken. I was released that afternoon. The girls were in the NICU one day short of 4 weeks and had no major problem other than just being early.

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