I was on the toilet with the door only slightly cracked when Marc walked over and said do you need me? I said "I'm sorry you have to see me like this darlin." I opened the door and grabbed the towel rack with one hand (knocking it completely out of the wall) and his arm with the other and said I'm pushing, you have to help me to the bed. I got on the end of the bed on my hands and knees, as this was the only way I thought I might feel ok. I had one or two contractions and told him he might have to catch the baby. He was right there ready for anything. Next thing I knew, felt like seconds later, Robin walked in the door, empty handed and ready for action. She had her game face on, she totally knew what to expect walking into our room. She had me move to the other side of the bed and lay on my side, she knew I did not want to tear this time around (it was probably one of my biggest fears and reasons why I didn't want to have any more kids😅). I remember saying to her, "oh man, I didn't even put deodorant on." We all got a laugh.
Everything went quick after that. Tenielle came in with all the equipment and got everything ready for baby.
I was pushing this whole time, maybe about 25 minutes. Robin told me to reach down and touch baby's head, I told her I was too nervous. I can't even remember if I did it or not. Right before he was born, I said I wanted Marc to tell me the gender. Robin did before he could, but I didn't even notice really. Griffin was born at 12:39 am, sunny side up, 5lbs 15oz. Robust cry instantly, but he did look kind of small, which I didn't even notice. Seconds after he came out, Robin looked at me and said, "there is another one." My mind raced so fast, it was like my life flashed before my eyes, that is the only way I can describe it. I just said, "are you serious?!?"
Me- "oh Robin, what are we going to do?"
Marc- "wait what?"
Me- "there is another baby!"
Marc- "you're sure it's not the placenta??"
Robin- "yes, it's another baby. Catherine, you need to push!"
Marc just starts laughing uncontrollably.
In the back of my mind I am hopeful that it could be a girl😆.
In those next moments, I knew things were serious. I felt like my mind disconnected from by bottom, because I just couldn't even remember how to push. Robin looked me straight in the face and said, "you need to push this baby out, don't breathe it out."
At 12:59 am Gunther was born, frank breech and in the caul. He was placed on my belly right away, but he was so pale and listless, he didn't cry right away and all I could do was cry out to God. We were all rubbing on him and he was given mouth to mouth and oxygen. He started to cry, but it was touch and go for what seemed like hours. He was so tiny, 4lbs 15oz.
When baby Gunther came out, the placentas came out instantly, right at his head. I had a partial placental abruption, that we didn't even know about. Gunther was IUGR, we thought we might have to go to the hospital, but he came around and was ok.
I nursed them both, and while Gunther was being checked on at the end of our bed, I had Marc go get Esther to come see the babies. I initially wanted Gideon to meet them first, before I knew there were two😄. Esther also has twin girls who are 8 yrs old and are Gideon's best friends. She walked in the room, sleepy eyed and I just held up two fingers. She looked at Gunther, and at me with Griffin and her jaw dropped and she walked out of the room. I just laughed!! She came back in, still with mouth open and just kept looking back and forth laughing. She was the perfect friend to have here that morning.
Soon after, Gideon came walking in to see what was going on. He looked surprised when he saw both babies, but overjoyed. He instantly went to them and kissed them. He said he was happy there were two little brothers. (I showered and got dressed somewhere around this time). It's funny because since about January, he had been telling me there were two babies in my tummy. I would always tell him there was just one. He insisted on there being two, and I should have listened, he was right!
We all just kind of basked in the moment together. Talking, Laughing, admiring, taking pictures, and thanking God.
For Robin, this was her first time delivering twins out of hospital without a doc. She has been doing this for 30+ years and has never been surprised by twins. She couldn't believe it, but really none of us could. Her and her daughter, Tenielle were the perfect pair for the whole situation. They knew exactly what to do, they were quick, and there was no panic in them.
Everything about this pregnancy and birth was undoubtedly blessed by God. The timing, the people, the place. Had my labor been any longer, we likely would have lost Gunther. He is our surprise miracle boy. She also said that if we would have known there were twins, with their presentation, I would have had a c-section, which is a huge fear for me. Also, if I had known I was having twins, I think my whole pregnancy would have been emotionally miserable. Don't get me wrong, they are a total blessing, but the anxiety of it all would have thrown me for a loop. God gave me the desire of my heart by giving us not one but two sweet baby boys, born by fate on what would have been my mom's 50th birthday. It's incredible. I feel so in awe of His favor on our family. When we pray and set our hearts on something, He is faithful to hear and answer us.
This whole experience has been life changing, in more ways than one. This is a story I never want to forget.
Everything went quick after that. Tenielle came in with all the equipment and got everything ready for baby.
I was pushing this whole time, maybe about 25 minutes. Robin told me to reach down and touch baby's head, I told her I was too nervous. I can't even remember if I did it or not. Right before he was born, I said I wanted Marc to tell me the gender. Robin did before he could, but I didn't even notice really. Griffin was born at 12:39 am, sunny side up, 5lbs 15oz. Robust cry instantly, but he did look kind of small, which I didn't even notice. Seconds after he came out, Robin looked at me and said, "there is another one." My mind raced so fast, it was like my life flashed before my eyes, that is the only way I can describe it. I just said, "are you serious?!?"
Me- "oh Robin, what are we going to do?"
Marc- "wait what?"
Me- "there is another baby!"
Marc- "you're sure it's not the placenta??"
Robin- "yes, it's another baby. Catherine, you need to push!"
Marc just starts laughing uncontrollably.
In the back of my mind I am hopeful that it could be a girl😆.
In those next moments, I knew things were serious. I felt like my mind disconnected from by bottom, because I just couldn't even remember how to push. Robin looked me straight in the face and said, "you need to push this baby out, don't breathe it out."
At 12:59 am Gunther was born, frank breech and in the caul. He was placed on my belly right away, but he was so pale and listless, he didn't cry right away and all I could do was cry out to God. We were all rubbing on him and he was given mouth to mouth and oxygen. He started to cry, but it was touch and go for what seemed like hours. He was so tiny, 4lbs 15oz.
When baby Gunther came out, the placentas came out instantly, right at his head. I had a partial placental abruption, that we didn't even know about. Gunther was IUGR, we thought we might have to go to the hospital, but he came around and was ok.
I nursed them both, and while Gunther was being checked on at the end of our bed, I had Marc go get Esther to come see the babies. I initially wanted Gideon to meet them first, before I knew there were two😄. Esther also has twin girls who are 8 yrs old and are Gideon's best friends. She walked in the room, sleepy eyed and I just held up two fingers. She looked at Gunther, and at me with Griffin and her jaw dropped and she walked out of the room. I just laughed!! She came back in, still with mouth open and just kept looking back and forth laughing. She was the perfect friend to have here that morning.
Soon after, Gideon came walking in to see what was going on. He looked surprised when he saw both babies, but overjoyed. He instantly went to them and kissed them. He said he was happy there were two little brothers. (I showered and got dressed somewhere around this time). It's funny because since about January, he had been telling me there were two babies in my tummy. I would always tell him there was just one. He insisted on there being two, and I should have listened, he was right!
We all just kind of basked in the moment together. Talking, Laughing, admiring, taking pictures, and thanking God.
For Robin, this was her first time delivering twins out of hospital without a doc. She has been doing this for 30+ years and has never been surprised by twins. She couldn't believe it, but really none of us could. Her and her daughter, Tenielle were the perfect pair for the whole situation. They knew exactly what to do, they were quick, and there was no panic in them.
Everything about this pregnancy and birth was undoubtedly blessed by God. The timing, the people, the place. Had my labor been any longer, we likely would have lost Gunther. He is our surprise miracle boy. She also said that if we would have known there were twins, with their presentation, I would have had a c-section, which is a huge fear for me. Also, if I had known I was having twins, I think my whole pregnancy would have been emotionally miserable. Don't get me wrong, they are a total blessing, but the anxiety of it all would have thrown me for a loop. God gave me the desire of my heart by giving us not one but two sweet baby boys, born by fate on what would have been my mom's 50th birthday. It's incredible. I feel so in awe of His favor on our family. When we pray and set our hearts on something, He is faithful to hear and answer us.
This whole experience has been life changing, in more ways than one. This is a story I never want to forget.
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