Caroline and Wyatt are here!!!!

Caroline Elisabeth and Wyatt Reid were born on January 31st at 2:12 pm and 2:13 pm. I went to the hospital for a non-fetal stress test and ended up having a higher blood pressure than the doctor's were comfortable with. Also, I started pounding out contractions as I was lying there and the doctor just decided that it was best to go ahead and take them right away. It all went so quickly and the next thing I knew I was in the O.R. getting prepped for a c-section. It was creepy feeling so numb knowing that I was getting cut open. I was puking during the operation like it was my job and then we heard crying. It was our little girl and she was 5 lbs. 3 ozs. Our son was born a minute later at 5 lbs. 10 ozs. Both came out crying and seemed to be doing really well. They quickly showed us the babies and took them to the nursery. They were so cute!

Wyatt started to show signs of respiratory distress soon after the delivery. They ended up taking him via helicopter to the NICU in Charleston where he has been ever since. It's been really scary not knowing what was going on with him and being stuck in a hospital in a different city. He was immediately intubated and put on 80% oxygen. Brent went to Charleston that night to be with Wyatt. It was so difficult on both of us being new parents and not even getting to experience that together. But Caroline was doing great and I got to spend a lot of time with her the rest of that day.

Wyatt has come around slowly and steadily for the last 5 days and while he is still in the NICU right now, he is breathing room air without any tubes or support and he took a bottle for the first time last night. Yesterday, I left Caroline at home with Brent's parents and got to go to Charleston to see him for the very first time with Brent and my mom. It was so weird walking into a hospital to meet him and not being able to distinguish which one was him. Brent had already spent alot of time there holding his hand while he fought to breathe. When I saw him, I immediately started seeing all these family resemblances and how much he looked like his sister. He's my chubby cheeked little man. Anyway, when I got there, the nurse let me hold him and although Brent had been there for several days in a row, he had never been able to hold Wyatt because he wasn't strong enough. It was nice knowing that while Wyatt and I had been separated for too long, I was still the first person who ever got to hold him. Brent is going back up to Charleston to be with Wyatt today and we are hoping that he will be able to come home tomorrow.