Several months flew by and my belly was growing....and growing! I had come to terms that there were two babies in my belly. I was having ultra sounds every three weeks to make sure they were growing good and that both were gaining the same amount of weight. There were two placentas, two amniotic sacs, in one gestational sac. This all meant they were healthy, identical twins! My husband came to all of the appointments. With the previous children he didn't have a job where he could take time off. It was nice having him by side to support me.
I was working full time as a teacher during my pregnancy. This was a whole other worry of mine. Would I be able to work until delivery? Who would take over my class? I told my principal of my twin pregnancy and he didn't seemed to concerned about an early leave so no plans were made, which worried me even more. Work began getting harder and harder on me. Making copies at the copy machine started to hurt my back at 16 weeks along! I begin wearing a maternity belt as I was having sciatic nerve pains shooting down my left leg. The belt kept away the pain during the day and I rested as much as I could at night. I worked at a year round school so my class was moved to a different room, which happened to be the farthest classroom on campus. Walking to the office, to the playground several times a day (along with the stress of my challenging 6th grade class) took its toll on my body. By the time I was 22 weeks along, I was having contractions. This would be about 4 months pregnant. A normal 4 month pregnancy would just begin to start showing, and here I was having trouble walking! On doctors orders, I was put on bed rest for the remainder of my pregnancy. I was glad to be at home, but it was a long 4 months to go being at home.
During this time, I had kept high hopes that my dream of having a girl would double into having two girls! I bought girl clothes (only ones on sale), had my registry full of the prettiest girl things I wanted to have. I even named them Aubree Lynn and Kaylee Ray (Mike helped with the second name.) I visited gender prediction websites as I had tried everything in my power during the conception (of what I thought was one) time. I was hopeful there were two girls to make an even two and two gender in my house. The time had come to find out the sexes, and I knew if one was a girl the other would be too! I had a feeling that they would be boys, because there hadn't been a girl born into the Dallas Family since 1956. I remember laying there and when the time came, the technician said "It's a Boy!" and I smacked Mike in the arm. A few tears came down my face, and my dreams of two girls had faded. The Ultra sound technician said "Well lets check Baby B" and I said "they are identical...its another boy!"but she insisited on checking. I acutally had a .1% hope that it was a girl but sure enough I was right. So we were expecting twin boys...and I didn't cry over again it since that day! I had only asked for one healthy baby and I got two! What more could I ask for?
I was so concerned that I was going to deliver at any time, from early on in the pregnancy, that I got the nursery ready, organized and decorated by the time I was on bed rest! Good thing too because by the time I was 29 weeks along (6 months pregnant) just going to the bathroom was an event. I had already visited the emergency room by this time due to contractions. I was dilated to 1 and 1/2 cm (thanks to Baby A being head down...and when I say head down, I mean it felt like he was about to deliver himself at anytime). I became even more worried about delivering these boys prematurly. Pregnancy with twins was hell from day one. To add to the things listed above I had morning sickness the whole time, contractions daily the last three months, call into a weekly call center, try to eat enough for the three of us, acid reflux (still with me to this day), pull myself up off of every couch/bed/chair I was in...not to mention the three months of bed rest and emergency visits. This pregnancy was for the birds. I was glad when I was 34 weeks pregnancy because then I could walk around a little more as it was safe for the boys to come out!
Walking wasn't easy at this point. I also was contracting every day for 9 days straight! I was monitoring my contractions every day, trying to get them to either go away or stay...just make up their mind! I wanted my boys out and I wanted them out now! My body had enough. One Sunday I had made plans to have my friends Alex and Ted over for a BBQ dinner. I cleaned the house, went to the store and had just had enough. I had been contracting all week so nothing was out of the ordinary...I was still contracting.. I sat down to rest and watched National Geographic' s "Identical Twins" special and waited for my friends. They pulled up in their car and I went to the bathroom before they came in. All of the sudden, my water broke....it was time! I yelled for my husband, who was outside greeting my friends. Then I yelled for Ryan, who got my husband. I grabbed a towel and we were off to the labor and delivery room for the last time!
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