The moment I met Tony, I knew that he was my forever love. I knew that he was the man that I wanted to grow old with and to have a family with. I was ready to battle anything and anyone who would stand in my way of being with this man. He is my best friend, the best part of my day and the best thing that has ever happened to me, and by him he has helped me reach a whole new level of love and responsibility as a mother to our two beautiful children Isabella and James.
Tony and I had just celebrated our 5 year anniversary when we had finally come to terms that if the Lord wanted us to have children, it would happen. We had been trying for some time and each month brought a lot of heartache and disappointment with each negative pregnancy test. we were just about to explore our options of fertility treatments when we found out we were indeed pregnant. We were so excited and frightened at the same time. We were finally going to be parents.
We let all our close family and friends know that we were expecting and then kept it a secret until we were ready to announce. I remember having a dream a year before and even posting it on facebook that I dreamed that we had boy and girl twins. Tony and I also just had this feeling that it was going to be twins... It is hard to explain.. but we just kind of knew. So naturally when we had our very first OB appointment we were surprised and not surprised all at the same time. We were surprised that we were right but not surprised that we were really going to have twins... they were the most perfect little peanuts I had ever seen and seeing them on that ultrasound for the first time made everything so very real for me and I loved them more than i ever knew possible.
Once we hit our 12 week mark we announced it to all the world that we were expecting two little bundles of joy.
When we went in for our 15 week appointment, our dr was fairly confident that one twin was indeed a boy, but the other twin was hiding. we would have to wait another 5 weeks before we knew what the other one was. Around 17 weeks we thought my appendix ruptured and I had to go to the emergency room. standard protocol is to always make sure the babies are ok first before they check to see if anything else is wrong. here I am in agony more concerned if my appendix was ruptured or not and the ultrasound technician asked us if we knew the gender of the babies. We told her we knew one was a boy but were unsure what the other one was and we still had another 3 weeks before we would know. This kind girl was gracious enough to no only give us some pretty great pics to take home but informed us that we were indeed having a boy and a girl. We were so happy. To us this was the perfect set up. One of each. But with the perfect pregnancy came the worst pregnancy.
Luckily for me I didnt gain very much weight during my pregnancy. I gained 15 pounds until the 4 days i was in labor... those for days packed another 10 pounds on which i think was mostly fluids. Although the weight gain was not terrible... I had massive back issues. right before I found out I was pregnant I was supposed to see a surgeon for my degenerative disc disease and spinal canal stenosis. with my ever growing belly that put so much strain on my already delicate back. I was also high risk for preterm labor and was very restricted. like having to use a wheelchair everywhere I went.
Around 15 weeks I also found out I had gestational diabetes. for 5 weeks i was able to pretty much maintain my sugars by diet but then, my placenta was so thick from the two babies that it wasnt letting my body work the way it needed to and I had to start doing insulin injections 5 times a day... plus pricking my finger 7 times a day.... trust me... I HATED needles so much, but the high blood sugars felt even worse so I was happy to have medical help in that area.
around the end of December I was pretty much bed ridden. Sleeping in my own bed was a nightmare because I could never find a comfortable position because no matter what side I laid on... there was a baby. My sweet husband bought me a super comfy recliner and that became my bed and where I basically stayed 24 hours a day. I mostly just stared at the wall all day. I thought I would be able to catch up on some tv shows... but I just couldnt do it.
among all of those issues I also had a UTI or kidney infection about every 3 weeks. one got so bad i ended up getting hydronephrosis and having to get rocephin shots every day for 5 days... NOT fun at all. the infections made me have contractions and I was constantly in the hospital for that.
I wont lie... the pregnancy was one of the hardest things I have ever had to endure... but I knew that it was all worth it... I would give my life for these two little miracles... so giving my body was a no brainer....
