I finally after 2 weeks got over the shock and immediately started Pinteresting like a mad women. I had to plan for 2! Could it be boys, girls, or a boy and a girl? What would their bedroom be like if it was a boy and a girl? How could we make that work since they would share a room? 1,000 questions going through my mind. All I knew was that I was excited that my babies would be here just in time for summer. Yay!!
I tried my best to take photos of my growing belly. I was so excited to have a baby bump and just to have little people inside of me. I found myself being really exhausted around 4 months to where I came home and had to crash on the sofa everyday after work. I didn't even want to move once I got home from work. I was used to going to the gym everyday. Not anymore!! I needed rest and food.
Then at Thanksgiving came time to find out what we would be having. Boys? Girls? Both? We couldn't wait to find out. We planned it out to have a gender reveal party the day after Thanksgiving because all of my family would be in town. My aunt Janet worked her tail off to throw us the sweetest party. It was fabulous! We had our doctor look to see what they were and put Baby A and Baby B in separate envelopes for my aunt to do boxes of balloons. In my heart I felt that they were a boy and a girl, but I WANTED 2 boys. It is definitely what my heart desired. I kept reading my pregnancy book on what to expect and I remember reading a little side note in the book about being pregnant with a boy and all the signs. It asked, "Do you find yourself eating like a teenage boy and constantly going to the refrigerator to eat?" I was saying, "Yes, yes! That's me!" So I knew there had to be at least one boy in there. :)
Opening Baby B's box. Another boy!!!
It was true! Two little boys! No wonder I was starving all the time!
I love this one because it will always remind me of when I first felt them move
I only made it to 32 weeks belly shots because by the time I got to 34 weeks, I was so miserable from this horrible hand and foot itch that was terrible. I couldn't sleep or barely function. I cried all of the time and the only relief I got was from soaking my hands and feet in ice water. The doctors never could figure out what it was. Just hormones I guess but I have never been that miserable in my entire life.
At 36 weeks when I went in for my checkup, I had a huge feeling that I would not be returning to work. I had the horrible itching and Josiah has basically quit growing at a healthy rate. My doctor said it was time for a C-Section and I said, "THANK GOD!!!"
April 10th I called into work and told them that I wouldn't be back until next year. I called my parents and told them to head to Macon because their grandbabies were coming out. My entire family was so excited. That night we all went to Jonathan's softball game for one last sense of freedom, then ate at my favorite restaurant, Taki, for dinner. That night I actually slept which was great, because it was the last time I would for weeks to come!
I went into the hospital at 12:30 on April 11th that day and was SOOOOOOOO nervous. I hate needles and anything to do with hospitals. I knew this was going to be hard. I cried before my C-section and just prayed for it to go well and for it to go fast. I was ready to meet my babies. I was scared out of my mind! I was also so swollen and looked like a balloon. My feet were terrible and I could not see my feet at all!
This is what I saw my last 2 months
So began the C-section and I was trying so hard not to freak out. But as soon as I heard that first cry come out of Jacob, I immediately felt peace and heard my husband crying tears of joy behind me. Then out came Josiah, my tiny baby. They were beautiful in the 1 second glance that I got of both of them.
One very proud daddy
All of my family got to look at them before I did. However, the names were still a secret at this point
When it was all over, they rolled me back into the recovery room while the boys went to the nursery. We were so blessed that they both were healthy enough to not have to go to the NICU. Praise the Lord! What an answer to prayer! Jonathan was very worried the entire surgery because I was shaking uncontrollably. I couldn't stop but they said that was normal from the epidural. When I was back in recovery I still was not able to stop and they were not able to get a good blood pressure reading on me. Then they brought in the boys to me and laid them both on my chest and the shaking stopped immediately. The first thought that came to mind was, "Is this real? Are these really MY babies?" It didn't feel real at all. I just looked at them and was at peace. They were sound asleep on my chest and it was the best feeling in the entire world.
1st family photo
Jacob
Josiah
After I had settled down and felt better, they wheeled me back into my normal room and my family came in to meet the boys and officially learn their names. We kept it a secret the entire time because it was just more fun that way and we didn't want to hear anyone's opinions on our names. We came up with Jacob and Josiah because we both have J names and we wanted to stay the J Crew. So, it became Jonathan, Julia, Jacob, and Josiah. :) All names in the Bible.
My stay at the hospital was great and I had some awesome nurses taking care of me and my babies. Nurse Ellen was the one who played my mama while I was there and I loved having her there all 4 days I was there! I actually cried when I had to leave!
Stay tuned for my next story on brining home the twins! This is where it gets interesting! ;)
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