Twin birth by cesarian operation

Bessie and Alice 18072008

My twin birth by cesarian operation

9pm 16/07/2008

I had been in hospital for 48 hours having had three induction pessaries none of which I had responded to. Looking back I think the midwives were getting fed up of me in there and as soon as they deemed I was 6 cms they pushed me through to the delivery suite, where the midwife who was to take care of the entire birth told me it was a little bit early but not to worry as things were looking good. She chatted excitedly as she took the clothes off of us that we’d bought in for the girls telling me a twin birth was always something of a stir in the hospital and especially a natural birth. Both girls were head down and well positioned and once she had sorted out all of her paperwork and organisation needed for the birth – bracelets with Twin 1 and Twin 2 written on them, she proposed breaking my waters to speed up the contractions a bit.

I’d had this done during Tommy’s birth and I knew it wouldn’t hurt me or the baby l I was also ready to meet my girls and get back home. She proceeded and the waters flooded the delivery table set at the end of my bed. She wasn’t expecting so much water and in hindsight it was probably an indication that neither of the girls heads had descended to the top of the birth canal. They weren’t ready to come out. I apologised for making such a mess!

11pm 16/07/2008

At this point I was offered an epidural, I was under no obligation to accept and after having had two natural births with no pain relief what-so-ever (it was never offered in Italy) I wasn’t particularly bothered about the labour itself but the twin birth complication list worried me. All the what ifs? As Paul and I had come so very far in this journey and lost babies along the way I wasn’t ready for allowing any fate a part in my birth. I agreed.

You are told to sit absolutely still and not bat an eyelid as should they get the wrong position for the enormous needle going into your back you could remain paralysed forever. I’m glad I didn’t see the size of the needle because I may have changed my mind but as I watched Paul who was assisting me I noticed the blood drain from his face and could see him starting to sway, the midwife was on the ball and told him to sit down which he did and with fear in his eyes he kept on warning me not to move. I don’t think I’ve ever been so still in my life.

Nothing. I could feel nothing. I watched as the monitor, drawing out the contractions, arched back and forth across the slip of paper and I could see my stomach tightening with each curve but me? I ended up having a snooze and catching up on my sleep! Poor Paul tried to sleep on a stiff hospital chair but I know he didn’t get much. The midwife would pop in and out, check the slip of paper, do an internal to check progress and off she’d go again muttering it wouldn’t be long now.

7am 17/07/2008

Night went, dawn broke, Paul was brought tea and toast – nothing for me just in case and at 7am it was decided that I’d have to have the cesarean. Neither baby locked up high inside me with all the contractions in the world would ever descend to a position to enter the birth canal.

In a blur of form signing, Paul being kitted out with surgical attire miles to big for him, we were moved to the operation theatre.

Fortunately as I had had the epidural all that was needed was a top up to a spinal block. I was tested with prods and shoves but I couldn’t feel a thing. A green cotton sheet acted as a barrier so I couldn’t see what was going on and although part of me was really curious it’s probably for the best, Paul also sat behind the screen, he’s not good with knives and blood and we waited.

I didn’t shout out any half wits like ‘Oh whilst you’re there make it a tummy tuck too.’ but I was tempted, only the thought of how serious it was made me shut up. I was frightened, I’d never had an op in my life, other than tonsils out at 7 when I was gassed out and told to think of Mickey Mouse. Too much quiet time to worry about What if something went wrong?

I looked over at my Paul dressed up like an ER doctor in his green pants, top and hat and we shared glances praying it would all be over soon.

alice twin 17.39am 17/07/2008

Then a midwife popped around the screen a sleeping baby covered in goo.

‘Twin 1, Alice.’

The baby had been purple and wasn’t making any noise. Lots of black hair stuck all over her face, the quick flash hadn’t been enough to fall in love with her. Was my baby ugly? I would love her regardless.

I heard the tiniest whimper and sighed relief, one was alive and with us, now just for Twin 2 to join us. Again I was flashed another purple creature with black hair all over covered in goo and traces of blood.

Twin 2 bessie7.40am 17/07/2008

‘Twin 2, Bessie’

‘Urgh!’ was my honest reaction. I actually thought to myself I will love them as they are mine but I couldn’t get past how these tiny scraps in that instant had looked awful. I heard the second cry, a little louder and again started to relax that everything was going to be ok. Now for the sew up and whilst they did that I worried they’d leave surgical instruments inside me as you hear such dreadful stories in the papers don’t you?

My lovely aneasthetist caught my attention and pointed out they were counting, how did he know my worry? He explained they were counting all the surgical implements on a tray to make sure they were all there.


Twin birthTrussed up, catheter in place I was wheeled to my recovery room and after a while as I had been warned my body started to shake, a bit like the shivers but it wouldn’t stop. It was the effect of the epidural wearing off, it was funny and annoying at the same time and I was glad when it was over they handed me my tea and toast, possibly the best cuppa of my life, a bed bath later, my first ever and then I was allowed to hold both my girls.

The bond was immediate, they were much more beautiful than the last time I had seen them as they had pinked up and the goo had been wiped off. I was surprised to see however that they hadn’t been bathed and were still covered in the thick protective cream they have inside the womb…. Mmm, that’ll be off as soon as I can stand at a sink!

This is my Flashback Friday for Karin over at Cafe Bebe, with the girl’s birthday last weekend it has given me the perfect opportunity to write my twin birth down – thanks Karin. Now go and have a look at what all the others are flashing back to


  1. @somethingblue_2
    July 22, 2011 / 12:27 PM

    I know it didn’t end the way you wanted it to but I still felt that this was a lovely birth story. I adore the pictures, your girls are beautiful. I was really worried that I wouldn’t want to hold my baby all covered in gunk etc when he was born, but at the same time thought the midwives might think badly of me if I asked for the baby to be cleaned before being given to me rather than delivered straight onto my tummy. As it happened I didn’t get the option due to ending up with an emergency section under general anesthetic, so by the time I came round he was clean and wrapped in a blanket waiting for me!x

    • Mari
      July 22, 2011 / 2:13 PM

      I think the shock of the first sight was more the colour deep purple and covered in black hair, they had a lot of hair all over, they were held under the arms which made their little faces all squashed up and strange expressions, they didn’t look comfortable at all. Add to that drugs and fear that thought did cross my mind. Are they ugly babies?
      I was shocked later looking back to have thought that thought but it was there and I can’t hide it.
      Thanks for your comment

  2. Frankie Parker
    July 22, 2011 / 1:51 PM

    Oh Mari, what beautiful babies and the hair…!!

    • Mari
      July 22, 2011 / 2:14 PM

      Thanks Frankie :) they had a LOT of hair :)

  3. Funky Wellies
    July 22, 2011 / 3:25 PM

    I am so glad all was OK for you and your girls in the end. What gorgeous babies! And the joy showing on all your faces is actually making me smile too!

    • Mari
      July 23, 2011 / 8:43 PM

      It had been a very tough year, granddad lost his beloved wife (Paul’s parents) after a 15 year battle against cancer when I discovered I was pregnant, I think these were his first true smiles since that sad time for him.

  4. Karin @ Cafe Bebe
    July 22, 2011 / 4:21 PM

    Bless you…how wonderful! I love how your first thoughts of the babies were so real “EWWWW”. :) They are simply gorgeous girls and you are an amazing mother! Thank you so much for sharing that with us! ;)

    Mwah xx Karin

  5. Rebecca English
    July 22, 2011 / 7:13 PM

    I asked for a tummy tuck both times and they didn’t do it. Humph! Love the birth story – I’m very impressed you said it didn’t hurt when your waters were broken. I found that the most painful thing. Then again if you had two natural deliveries with no pain relief you must be hard as nails! Very impressive. Love the gorgeous photos too.

    • Mari
      July 23, 2011 / 8:23 PM

      Ha ha! they didn’t give you a tummy tuck AND YOU ASKED! As for the water’s being broken it was probably after the epidural, I may have written it around the wrong way. You know how it is.
      and no not hard as nails but young and naive and didn’t know any better

  6. SAHMlovingit
    July 22, 2011 / 7:17 PM

    Super post. I know it wasn’t what you had wanted but it still sounds a great birth story and one with such a lovely ending – they are both gorgeous and I love the photos. They really capture some beautiful moments. Thanks for sharing this Mari x

    • Mari
      July 23, 2011 / 8:25 PM

      You are so lovely Heather, always leaving such fabulous comments, thank you so much xx

      • August 22, 2012 / 6:01 PM

        Sorry again I missed you off the carnival but all corrected now. I’m not blaming baby brain…I’m blaming gmail…it’s stupid! xx

  7. July 22, 2011 / 9:03 PM

    Great post and fab photos. What beautiful girls!

    • Mari
      July 23, 2011 / 8:25 PM

      ….I think you may have, like your own little beauty! We all think ours are the best really don’t we? xxx

  8. Mama Syder
    July 23, 2011 / 8:34 AM

    Fab post and beautiful photos. I had C- sections with all four of my kids and I must admit I found the scariest part was having the spinal block. I shake so hard while having it down that the nurses have to hold me tight…I must look like a right wuss, lol. I actually did ask on my last section for a tummy tuck while they were down there, lol x

    • Mari
      July 23, 2011 / 8:28 PM

      LOL well after four times you’ve been there, I’d think I’d have the courage to ask too for a tummy tuck! I must admit, last year I fell pregnant ‘by mistake’ it didn’t last but I did wonder about a 2nd C-sec for a fleeting moment and the thought worried me even more!
      Having done it once not sure I’d go back a second time but there again another labour is not such a nice thought either…

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