A Birth Story... as told by Mommy

To my literal children,

When I said I cannot wait to meet you, perhaps I should have added... in 8 weeks. A moot point now as you are here and we are in love. Sit back and enjoy as I tell you your birth story... from mommy's perspective.

Mommy was on her computer at work when she saw an email from Dr. Shivani. The email read "urgent number please I need to call." Mommy was so scared. She knows these emails are never good news. But then she remembered that she celebrated your 29 week birthday on Tuesday. And she remembered that 29 weeks is good. She remembered that she knew from that point on that you WOULD be the beautiful healthy babies she had dreamed of holding for so long. 

Mommy talked to Dr. Shivani but she was so nervous that all she could do is cry and yell out into to hallway "They're here!" Only nobody was there. Where WAS everybody?!? We all had a good laugh about this. It is a rare moment that our office is silent. Mommy does remember asking whether you were boys or girls and she does remember being SO HAPPY that you were one of each! How lucky could we be?

After she got off the phone, Mommy received an email with your beautiful pictures. I am not exaggerating when I tell you that Mommy and Daddy have looked at your faces a thousand times since then. But there was a also a scary report attached that you were in severe distress and not crying. 

Mommy sat down in her friend's office who is a twin mommy to former 30 week year old preemies. Mommy knows that there is a reason she took this job and somehow wound up with an office next to her. Mommy's friend assured her that everything would be ok.

Meanwhile, Mommy was trying to call Daddy. Not surprisingly, Daddy was not answering his phone. So Mommy drove to Daddy's office. Again, Mommy yelled "They're here!" And again, nobody heard. (It should be noted, that Mommy did not yell at Daddy for not answering his phone. This would have been typical Mommy but she is learning.) Mommy showed Daddy your beautiful faces and he was so in love. We sat on the curb outside Daddy's office in awe. I told Daddy we needed to name you and Daddy said he couldn't even think of his own name at the moment!

Mommy decided she should return to her office so that everybody knew she was ok. Mommy agonizingly waited for the contact information for Delhi New Born Centre. (Note that Mommy is done worrying about being on the Crazy Patient List now. She may have sent just a few emails while she waited.) She finally got the phone number and Mommy's boss insisted that she make full use of the office phones for calling India from there on out. Sometimes Mommy really loves her job.

The next conversation will make you smile. 

Ring, ring, ring

Mommy: Hello? Is this doctor?

Dr. Gupta: Yes.

Mommy: I am calling to find out if they are ok?

Dr. Gupta: They are doing as would be expected. 

(Note that nobody has identified themselves, nor have we indicated which babies are ours.)

While Mommy really wanted Dr. Gupta to promise her that you would be ok, he was a bit noncommittal. She appreciates his honesty. Ok that's a lie. Tell me you will be ok!!!

Mommy and Daddy then met back at the house to decide on names. We put your pictures up on our computer screen and called out names to see what you thought. Carlos was no help, as he seemed to like all of them at first, and then promptly passed out at 10! At 1:00 a.m., we finally decided that you would be our beautiful Scarlett Rose and Hayden Michael. Welcome to the world babies!