.....it's morning again. After a long hard night with 2 babies, 1 wanting to eat every 1/2 hour and the other trying to cope with her acid reflux, the sun is finally up. I did alot of soul searching last and took myself all the way back from after when my dear husband Matt and I got married. I tried to remember how I got myself into this situation of having 2 set of twins. It's actually a pretty funny story. So sit back and I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writting it.
Matt and I were married Aug 19, 2000. It was a GREAT DAY!! I couldn't have asked for anything better! We knew soon after we got married that we wanted to try for kids. I knew that it would be a struggle for me to get pregnant. I grew up a very competitive and dedicated swimmer. I started swimming at the young age of 4. The picture you see above is a picture of my very first relay team. Still to this day, we are all good friends. But, when you are an athlete, your body seems to go hay wire and your menstral cycle seems to go hay wire with it, or in my case become non existant. It has been that way ever since I stop competing in college. I never had a cycle, knew nothing about it. Never knew how many days it was, when or if I ovulated...nothing. So I knew there would be some issues. After 1 full year of trying, we went to see a specialist. The OB/GYN told me that I had something called" Poly Cystic ovarian syndrom" which can make you not ovulate. So even when I had my couple cycles a year, I never produced eggs. PCOS causes your body to make more insulin than it really needs. Your body can't get rid of the extra insulin. Your ovaries become full of cysts and can never produce eggs normally on it own. So, the doc suggested that if we really wanted to have kids that we need to go on a medication that helps produce eggs. Matt and I agreed to go on this injectable medication. The doc also told us that there was a pretty go chance that we would have multiples. Ok, nothing wrong with that....we'll get two babies for the price of one and be done with it.
We started on the meds. Matt would have to give me a shot in my butt every night for two weeks, then after the 2 weeks, we would go in for a follie (egg) check and see how many we had. We had a total of 4 follie at the time of our check up. We knew there could be a possibility that we could have up to 4 babies. No problem. So, the next step was to get an HCG injection to drop my eggs so the could be fertilized. After you are given the shot, you have 24-48 hours to fertilize these eggs. The Doctor wanted me in the office on a aturday so he could manually fertilize them from Matt's sperm. Well, We had an issue with this. The Saturday he wanted to do this my girlfriend Glynis...on the far right of the picture above, was getting married in Minnesota and we were to be there for that. So The doc said, ok, we'll take a chance of you guys doing this on your own. So.....Needless to say, we got pregnant with Riley and Keegan on Glynis's wedding night!
Now, something very similar happend with Carson and Cooper. We started the whole shot business and ended up with 5 follies. Good God, could you imagine having 5 babies? No, but we were once again playing russian roulette with my body. My girlfriend Kerri...the one in the picture in the white wedding dress was getting married the same day we needed to fertilize these eggs....so, you guessed it.....we got pregnant with Cars and Coop on Kerri's wedding night!
Matt and I drew the line there..........Thank God all of my friends are now married. I would hate to see what another wedding might bring.
Friday, January 27, 2006
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4 comments:
YES, no more weddings for you two! I'm sure your children will LOVE hearing their "creation" stories, hahaha.
Hey! Twins x two... I'm a twin mom too and look forward to reading your entries and providing support when and where I can.
Found your link through "lost a sock". So glad you've found inspiration and outlet in the world of blogs. This internal dialogue has got to go some where.
Blog on my twin-mommy sista'!
Failed to mention... Great pix you've posted... so much responsiblity, so little sleep and still a great, big smile.
What a great story. One for the grandchildren, for sure. :)
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