I spent most of the last 6 weeks of my pregnancy in hospital, but the incredible journey over the past year has made me forget most of that long ordeal. My little boy missed me so much. He came to see me every day, but he was so happy when I finally came home with his baby girls. The girls weighed 4 lbs 10 oz and 5 lbs 12 oz. We spent 4 days in the NICU, watching and doing some photo therapy. Baby B was born breech, and because the OB pulled her out by her legs, she had bruising which elevated her bilirubin levels. Baby A, well, she came out first and fast. She didn’t wait for the doctor or my husband (who was just running in the hall to get back with some Shabbos supplies). They were 13 minutes apart, and baby B needed assistance to start breathing after her more traumatic entry. I recovered quickly, and rented a breast pump to encourage extra milk production. In the beginning they were given some donor milk, as their tummies were not ready for formula and my milk didn’t come in fully for about 4 days.
