New Beginnings...


Taya Lee Jones, Sept 17th 9:57pm
Teague D. Jones, Sept 17th 9:59pm


Ok, this is an epistal I realize. I am writing this more for me than anything, like a journal so I can have some of the best moments in life documented. So, I won't be offended if you skip the reading and just look at the pictures, they pretty much say it all anyways!

Last Thursday I went from this, to this! (pic above)What an exciting week its been. My mom and I headed down for a 'routine' doctor visit and he was a little quiet when he was ultrasounding me because we weren't getting good fetal breathing on the monitor. That, plus all the swelling, the rapidly raising blood pressure, steady contractions (although I didn't know I was having contractions) and in his opinion, the extra precaution to take with IVF babies since they were worked for so hard, so instead of the usual, looks like another 2 weeks...he said go across the street to the hospital, they'll be waiting for you. We were prepared to talk him into delivering me the following Monday, I just didn't think I had it in me to last clear to 38 weeks, instead, it was going to happen at 36 and a half weeks. We made it pretty close to full term, it was a miracle it all went so good.

So, of course, it completely spooked me that it was happening that night about 10pm. And my mom got pretty nervous. I called Coby and spooked him, I'm pretty sure he wasn't expecting me to say that I was at the hospital and he needed to wrap up at work because babies were coming. He finished up some stuff and got to the hospital about 5pm. They admitted me at 3pm. Once I got hooked up to everything I calmed down quite a bit. I think my mom kept getting more and more nervous. They gave me a magnesium drip that makes you not feel very good. The babies looked good on the monitors at that point and I was showing steady contractions, a lot of which I couldn't really feel (but I few I could, bless those women that have babies naturally.)

Everything was going good, so Coby left to go get some dinner and he was gone for a while, he'd went to the mall to buy shoes. (Actually, he went shopping everyday we were in the hospital for a break) It was funny, I guess we all deal with stress differently. He came back ready to go and a lot more relaxed. My mom, Jami & Bob and Rod & Staci were there to wish us well as I was wheeled out to deliver. They took me into the O.R. at 9pm. Our nice Dr. Sumpion stayed in the hallway with Coby while they gave me the epidural (which, in my opinion didn't hurt). They got me laid down and I was pretty sleepy and out of it from that point on. Coby was up on my side of the curtain, pretty sure he didn't dare watch for fear of getting sick, but at 9:57pm when the doctors and nurse all started talking excitedly that Baby A is coming out bum first, he couldn't help but jump up and watch. All I felt was a big pressure relief, no pain, and could here a screaming baby. They brought her up for me to see, she was blue and had blood and white stuff on her and was really loud. They started to take Coby back with her while they cleaned her up and the doctor said wait, Baby #2 is right here, and at 9:59 he was born. He looked and sounded just like her. I think its always a relief when a baby is born when you hear them screaming. Coby then left to the nursery where they were cleaned up and where our family could watch through the glass window. My mom was mad because she thought the nurses were too rough with them cleaning them up. One was crying and Rod made a rocking motion with his arms for Coby to pick the baby up, but he didn't dare pick her up so he held her hand. I of course missed those moments because I was being sewn back up. The whole thing took less than an hour. They wheeled me back to our huge labor and delivery room and I was alone for a little bit. Soon, my mom came in and was really relieved that I was ok. Coby wheeled the babies in with everyone following him. I'm a little foggy on the rest of it, I think we just took turns holding the babies. Everyone left around 11:30, my mom headed home at 1:30am.

As for me, they had a hard time that first few days getting my temperature up to normal, I would drop as low as 94 degrees. And, my blood pressure was all over the place, super low to fairly high. As for the babies, they were perfect. They laid oxygen by Taya while cleaning her up and that is all that had to be done for them. They were born very healthy.

We enjoyed visits from family and friends over the next few days and enjoyed our time together as a new little family in the mornings and evenings when everyone went home.

Here is a picture of our Candlelight Dinner that the Layton hospital does for new parents. It was so cute. They brought the babies in from the nursery at the same time our dinner arrived and we made it through our meal about half way before the babies decided it was dinner time for them too. It was our first family dinner.

I was in the hospital Thurs thru Monday. On Sunday I was pretty scared about having to go home. I felt like I was just starting to figure out how to take care of them in that environment and was pretty sure I wasn't ready to do it on my own yet. But, Monday came and we were discharged and headed home. Here is the babies in their car seats for their first ride. My mom drove Coby's work van home for us so he could drive the babies and me home.

Now, its a week later (I can't believe my babies are a week old!) and we still marvel at how cute they are. Teague has the cutest expressions on his face, he has big eyes. Taya is still so little! Through all the days at the hospital until now we still can't believe how small she is. She is so precious. Grandpa Rod is sure proud of her.

They are good babies. The first night home I was up pretty much all night with them, but we let them sleep all day (lesson #1 learned). Ever since they've been pretty good to sleep at night. We're only up 3 or 4 times a night for feedings, so we are actually getting decent sleep. (wish us luck that it continues). So, anyways, I could blog all day long about them, its been the greatest experience in our lives to have them here. And, having two is definitely a lot of work, but we wouldn't want it any other way. Twins rock! So, from this point forward this blog probably needs renamed to Teague & Taya since I'm sure that's mainly the focus from here on out!

As for who they look like, I'm happy to say that we see a little bit of my dad in Teague and we think Taya looks alot like my sister did when she was a baby. Her hair is fairly light colored. I think they both have Coby's lips. Everyone (including us still) can't believe how little she is. She's so petite featured with long skinny legs and long fingers and narrow feet (she obviously didn't get the Jones' feet!). She must get the fine bones from my mom, Grandmother Curlock and Grandma Jami.