Instead, I spent the majority of the day on December 20th feeling terrible. I laid on the couch the vast majority of the day. We had been scheduled to go to a friend's Christmas party and I ended up letting her know we wouldn't make it since I felt so terrible. I went to bed but was woken up at around 1 a.m. with contractions. I'd been having Braxton Hicks for several weeks at that point, so I got up and tried walking around and drinking some water to see if I could make them stop. Instead of slowing down or stopping, they got more intense. By 1:45 a.m., we figured out I was contracting every three minutes for 60+ seconds. Time for the hospital! Our backup emergency contact didn't hear her phone when we called, so Zachary ended up making the trip with us.
An emergency c-section with the anesthesiologist as my support person (since Mike had to stay outside with Zachary) and the twins were born three minutes apart. Both came out screaming, which was a relief, and I was shocked when I heard that Emily weighed 6 lbs 1 oz. That was a good healthy weight, considering they were born four weeks early.
Two intense years have passed since that day. It's been amazing and stressful to watch these two grow. Emily has turned into an outgoing and friendly toddler. She laughs easily, has no issue whatsoever holding her own against two, and loves giving hugs and kisses. Six months ago we were worried at her lack of speech, but she's recently blossomed and has begun speaking many more words and even trying to put sentences together. She adores Minnie Mouse, baby dolls, anything resembling a telephone, and puzzles.
Nicholas loves cars and books and electronics. He is happy the vast majority of the time and is desperate to keep up with his brother and sister. He likes to wrestle with them and loves to laugh. Bubbles are amazing to him - he will try to pop them and says "pop pop pop." He's recently begun speaking more words. He has amazed us with the amount of fight he has. This child simply knows no boundaries. As you all know from the many many stories I've posted throughout the past two years, we have been warned multiple times from multiple physicians that they don't know what to expect from Nicholas. That he very well may have devastating brain damage and that he may never walk or talk or eat. You also know that we found out that brain damage did cause Nicholas to have some issues with his suck/swallow reflex and that it was ultimately decided a g-tube would be the best way to feed him. And that he's continually working on improving that through speech therapy. And that he passed a puree swallow study but we're still working on liquids. And that he has moved from being able to sit up on his own, to a modified scoot, to a modified crawl. And that we fought against physicians to get him a helmet and shocked them completely by having the helmet work and fix his noggin. Last week, his physical therapist tried using a gait trainer with him and Nicholas used it to stand all on his own (with support). And then, he took two steps.
Two years ago, we were scared of having two babies at one time. We were worried about Zachary going from the only to the older brother of two. We didn't know what to expect with Nicholas. And while we've had some of the most difficult times we've ever experienced (we know far more about the inner workings of an intensive care unit that we've ever wanted to), we've also experienced some of the best.
Happy birthday Emily and Nicholas!
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