Ok, I think I have minute or two here. I am currently sitting in my 'boarder mom' hopsital room. The babies are sleeping together in a bassinet, and my two big kids are sitting in here watching a lot of tv and keeping me company.
A week ago I had a non stress test for the babies and the nurse saw that my blood pressure was elevated. It was still within normal range, but it was high for me. She talked to the doctor about it and they decided to run some tests the next day for preeclampsia. So I went back into the hospital the next morning so that they could run those tests and do another non stress test, and I ended up not leaving the hospital again until Saturday when I was discharged! It was weird.
The c-section went really well. They were able to bring both babies to me after they were born for a bit, but they did need medical attention so off they went, and Adam went with them. I went into the recovery time (which was thankfully in my room) and Adam would pop in and out between me and the babies. At that point the babies were having trouble breathing and we weren't sure they would need to be sent to the NICU 2 hours away. And there I was just laying in bed, in the dark, unable to feel my legs or control my shaking. And that was weird, too. I wasn't cold at all though; in fact I was pretty comfortable, so that was good.
At some point in the night, a few hours later, they wheeled my bed into the nursery so that I could see the babies more, but they were hooked up to all sorts of things, so there was no holding them. I told the nurses that I wanted to walk as soon as possible, so they came in at 1am to get me. I was able to walk to the nursery and hold the babies for the first time.
The next day I woke up pretty sick from the pain meds I was on. It was unpleasant. I don't recommend throwing up with a fresh abdominal incision. So I quit the big meds and just went to motrin (IV form, and then just the pill) and I felt much much better after that. The babies weren't able to be in our room for the first couple of days, and I had to go to the nursery to breastfeed. That was pretty wild, because sometimes the nursery was FULL of people. Not your normal first learning to breastfeed routine. I know there is a lot of good debate about modesty and nursing, but let me tell you there was very little concern about that when I was in there. A couple of times there were other dads in there with their new babies so I just threw one of those muslin blankets over my head for privacy because I really needed to be able to see what I was doing.
But bit by bit and day by day the babies have gotten stronger. And slowly they were unhooked from all the machines they were on. Today we lost our final electrical cord, Agustin's I.V.. When they would come into our room we used to have so many machines to plug into the wall that we called them our electrical babies. But now they are unhooked so they can even share a bassinet (which has helped their body temperature stay regulated better than any warmer! And neither baby needs to go to the nursery for hours at a time to be treated for low body temperature, or jaundice, or whatever. We still don't have any definitive plan about when they will come home, but hopefully in the next week and a half. They still need to show us that they are consistently gaining weight.
So that is the basic story of where we are at! It is almost time to feed the babies again, so I am going to take a quick nap instead of proof-reading. Sorry if it doesn't make sense. :)
I have to say that, so far, having twins is really pretty awesome.