One month ago today I was 35 weeks pregnant and headed to the hospital for a non-stress test and ultrasound to check on “Baby A” due to concerns about restricted growth. At my appointment I was swollen like a balloon and had a blood pressure of 180/110 and “3+ protein” in my urine (in other words, I would have made a super easy USMLE question on classic presentation of pre-eclampsia). I was sent straight to Labor & Delivery – no time to even go home and pack a bag (which my husband may or may not have so kindly asked me to do the weekend before)! My abdomen was somewhere along the lines of ginormous when I snapped my last “belly picture”…
We got all ready to welcome The Elves, who would arrive late in the evening of December 3, 2012 (by c-section because Baby A was trying her hardest to enter into this world feet first).
If you follow the blog you know we had opted out of knowing the babies’ sexes before the birth, so the delivery was all sorts of exciting!
SURPRISE! It’s a girl!
DOUBLE SURPRISE! It’s another girl!!
They were 5 weeks early and having some trouble breathing, so they headed off to NICU after kisses and hugs from their dad and I. The next time I saw them, 12 hours after they were born (because I was busy enjoying the lovely side effects of magnesium sulfate – every horrible thing your patients say about that drug is true), they were hooked up to all kinds of wires and breathing with CPAP assistance.
They were rockstars, though and did awesome in NICU! After a few days they were able to reunited for the first time since birth.
And just 5 days later we were able to go home as a family of four (+ 3 crazy canines!). The girls each weighed about 4.5 lbs when we left the hospital – if putting a four and a half pound baby in a carseat isn’t terrifying, I don’t know what is!
Happy one month birthday, Elves – you bring an unexplainable joy to our life.
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I’m an Ob/Gyn resident (that means I went to medical school to become a doctor) and now I'm working like a crazy person to learn my trade before I'm on my own in the wild. I graduated medical school in 2013, just 6 months after I birthed a couple of babies of my own. My life story up to November 2010 can be viewed here. The events in the many years following can be summed up as wedding bells, books, exams, babies, and doctoring. I only started this blog in hopes of landing a role in a Lifetime movie so I could quit medicine and move to Hollywood, so if you wouldn't take medical advice from Angelina Jolie, you shouldn't take it from me. I may not even be a real person. In fact, I'm probably a spambot. Or possibly a 15 yo boy blogging from a dingy basement. If you're really interested you can read more about me here. If you have any questions or want to guest post contact me.