I’ve been participating with Twin Tuesday entries for about a month now. Twin Tuesday originated out of TwinHappy blog and has a huge following on Twitter, using the #twintuesday hashtag. I’ve enjoyed connecting with other twin moms and sharing insights and highs and lows! As I’ve mentioned before, I have a large circle of local friends who are mothers to twins, or more. I was friends with nearly all of them even before Elizabeth and Emily were born. God was preparing me for twin motherhood. He knows I’m a slow learner!
Today’s question of the week is one that is still pretty fresh in my mind. Did you have any complications in your twin pregnancy?
I am happy to say that I had a fairly textbook twin pregnancy. As a matter of fact, I spent my entire first trimester and half of my second trimester assuming a singleton pregnancy. At my routine ultrasound at 23 weeks we discovered that I was pregnant with not one, but two little girls. We were overjoyed, and a bit worried. It is surreal to go into an OB appointment as “normal” and leave “high risk”. But, at that appointment, my OB and I laid out a “plan of attack” for the remainder of my pregnancy, with the ultimate goal being vaginal delivery of healthy twin girls at 38 weeks. He determined that I should quit work and be on modified bedrest from the time I measured full term (which was 28 weeks for me) until 36 weeks. I was very compliant with these orders. To be honest, I felt much better once I went on the modified bedrest. I kept plenty busy, I caught up on some movies, and I taught myself PhotoShop and started some digital scrapbooking. I read a lot!
My biggest complication was stress. Around Thanksgiving time our family hit a major job stressor, and it was all I could do to keep it mentally together so that the girls would continue to grow well. During this time their growth did slow a bit, which a was a cause for some concern, but since they were still growing, we did not worry too much.
At 35 weeks and a few days I had preterm labor brought on by a gall bladder attack. I spent a night in the hospital and four days on terbutaline. I have new respect for women who take that drug for up to 20 weeks to maintain a healthy pregnancy.
I went on to be induced at 38 weeks and delivered both girls, at healthy weights, Elizabeth was 6 pounds 11 ounces and Emily was 5 pounds 10 ounces. My delivery was like nothing I had envisioned, but I was able to avoid a c-section, and for that I am grateful.
Am I sometimes jealous of other twin moms who work up until the day they deliver? Yes and no. While it is possible that I would have had just as healthy of a pregnancy and babies had I not been on modified bedrest, I’m not sure I would have been comfortable taking that chance. Since having the babies, I’ve read about the hosts of complications that I could have had, and did not, and for that I am so grateful!
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