It has been a week since we had our twins, and boy, has it been a crazy ride. We named them Liam Duncan Thompson, 5 lbs 3 oz (boy), and Peyton Millspaugh Thompson, 6 lbs 15 oz (girl). Based on the weights and how they were trending throughout the pregnancy the last 3-4 weeks Liam’s placenta wasn’t working; he ended up being pretty darn small compared to his sister. He was always larger than her up until a few weeks before they were born.
The process started out pretty uneventful last Friday morning we went in for a scheduled c-section and I was blessed to have the 3 female doctors in the practice I saw to all be there for my delivery. They have been so patient with me especially the last month when I landed myself at the hospital a couple times. It was wonderful to have them there to bring our little guys into the world. All initially went as planned and our big girl came out first quickly followed by our small little guy. Once they were born the doctors had a bit of extra work to “put me back together” and I ended up loosing a bit more blood than planned. All in all I was delivered to the recovery area in one piece and my hubby and babies were waiting for their momma.
The next couple days were uneventful in the hospital and our little guys did great. We started calling Liam “Benjamin Button” because he looks like a little old man. We can’t wait to fatten him up!
We went home Monday late afternoon and everything seemed to be fine. Tuesday morning I started feeling poorly and took my blood pressure to find it was really high.
I was having other symptoms as well that were not looking so great. We took the kids to the pediatrician's office and I was really struggling. My doctor called me back while we were at the pediatrician's office and had them take my pressure and sure enough it was through the roof so off to the ER I went. My new babies and their dad stayed home and my mom brought me to the ER.
Next thing I knew they were admitting me back to the hospital for pregnancy-induced high blood pressure. Apparently this can happen up to 6 weeks after you deliver! That night they had to hook me up to a medicated IV and give me oral meds to try and manage the blood pressure. It was terrifying. My husband and dear friend took care of the babies at our house that night and then they came back into the hospital with me the following morning. We were in the hospital for another 2 days while they figured out the best way to manage my blood pressure. Finally, I was released and headed home. I’m not out of the woods yet, but the meds I’m on now seem to be working so finger crossed we won’t be heading back to the hospital again any time soon.
As we get settled, I’ll be sharing some pictures of the little guys. They are both in great heath and thriving!
