What a ride...

What seems like a lifetime ago, Chad and I decided we were ready to have a child. We knew with my history, fertility would be an issue. We embarked on a journey of shots, medication and "scheduling" all aspects of our lives. We conceived Marshall and Blake on our last ditch effort of IUI. Sono showed ONE mature follicle so I wondered why we would waste this round that was hopeless in my mind. To our surprise, we got a call that my numbers where elevated and that they were not decreasing! However, they were not doubling at the usual rate. They were a little slow. A sono was scheduled and we saw TWO sacs! One had a heartbeat and the other one didn't. We were told that the one without a heartbeat would probably fizzle. We tried to keep this little bonus a secret. I brought home the sono pics of my blobs and instantly my mom said she saw two sacs... I tried my best to sway her. I told her it was my ovary or something else... she wouldn't back down. I confessed that she was right! Mom must have missed her calling to be a sonographer. I have trouble at times making things out! Three days later it was confirmed that the second sac had a heartbeat and it was TWINS!!! Our wild ride began! I was so excited but so nervous! The more I read the more concerned I was about preterm labor and premature babies. I ate right and went to water aerobics and tried to stay active! At 28 weeks, Marshall dropped. I went on modified bed rest and waited it out. At 33 weeks, my water broke and I delivered the boys on January 6th. They were healthy and thriving. They both spent time in the NICU and special care nursery but no major health problems to speak of. Just wimpy white boys! Didn't want to breathe. Marshall came home first and I was a complete mess leaving my Blake at the hospital. Chad and I juggled taking care of M at home and visiting B at the hospital. M wasn't allowed back in after he was discharged. This was heartbreaking to me! I was sure he would have issues like the babies in Russian orphanages that do not have someone to hold and love on them and they scream for love. Well, he hasn't shown any residual yet:)Today, M and B are healthy 3 and a half years old that don't look like preemies! they are chunky and active and right on target developmentally! We have been blessed beyond measure with these two precious children that we love more than life itself. more later.. I'll get caught up eventually... hang in there with me:)