Wow… How my life has changed in just a couple of posts! Things had been going so smoothly all the way through my pregnancy – it really did seem too good to be true! And I guess it really was.
Shortly after writing my 35 week post where I mentioned I’d been feeling pretty rubbish and swollen, I went into hospital for a routine check. We were meant to be in and out within thirty minutes but we were ushered along to one of the private rooms and I was told I had third stage pre-eclampsia and wouldn’t be leaving the hospital until I’d had the twins. Things escalated quickly and before I knew it, we were headed to the labour ward where I was told the babies would be delivered that evening! It did however get pretty scary for Jay as I had a reaction to some of the medication and lost consciousness and from then on, the first few days are a bit of a blur.
I’ll save all the details for my birth story post but the good news is, I’m finally on the mend. Time has absolutely flown by and I can’t believe how much they’ve grown and changed already. Everyday I look at them and notice something new and different.
So honestly, what’s it like with newborn identical twins? It’s the hardest job I’ve ever done but the easiest at the same time. I’m not going to lie, I’ve had a couple of meltdowns… mostly towards the end of the end of the day when the sleep depravation gets the better of me and I realise I’m not going to get a nice solid straight eight hours again. Speaking of which, the girls sleep really well BUT no one told me how noisy newborns (especially preemies) are. They sound like little french bulldogs, snoring away and then they cough up fluid because they were section babies and then they dream and make random cries which ultimately results in one paranoid mum checking them all the time. I never switch off. That makes recovering from a section and eclampsia really hard but I wouldn’t change any of it for a second.
It’s fascinating watching them grow from babies into little people. They are already developing their little personalities and although we’re not sleeping through the night, we’re in a good routine right now.
There’s a few things that nobody told me which I’ve learnt since becoming a Mum to our twins and wanted to share for other soon to be twin mums. So in no particular order:
- Tommee Tippee Bottles aren’t always best!
Everyone I spoke to recommended them until I got to the hospital and our girls couldn’t manage the teats. We used the hospital bottles and teats from then on but once we were home we ended up spending a small fortune hunting down teats which both of them could manage. We’re now using these MAM Anti-Colic Self-Sterilising Bottles which are much better for little mouths.
- Newborns are noisy!
As mentioned above, not all babies sleep silently like you’d imagine. There’s a number of noises and these are amplified times two with twins. They snore, cough, let out little cries and talk to each other in their sleep which makes for one very tired Mum. I cried on my midwife around about the third day we’d spent at home as I’d had no sleep at all and she assured me the babies would turn their heads if something was wrong and I’d get used to the noises. She was right – I’ve now started to work out what all the different squeaks, grunts and groans mean and though I hear them, I don’t react to them all now. If I’d known this before, I would have felt much better.
- You know your body!
I’d had such an easy pregnancy and I carried very small. Everyone kept telling me you’ll get really big at the end and this put me off complaining to the midwives and doctors when I did. I felt different in those last couple of weeks… my face felt squishy, my legs had no shape and when everyone said ‘it’s twins your carrying, it will be hard’ I believed them. I shouldn’t have because I’ve since learnt how serious pre-eclampsia and eclampsia are and though the girls were fine, I put my life at risk by waiting for my appointment and not ringing my GP or midwife and I missed out on a lot of the first few days of the girls because I was so poorly. You know your body and if you feel something isn’t right, don’t listen to anyone else and call your pregnancy unit. It’s much better to be safe than sorry.