The night before, I thought I would be really anxious, but I was actually fairly calm and chilled out - even managing to get some sleep before getting up very early to go to the hospital. I even managed a little snooze in the hospital "bedroom" we were assigned before going into the delivery room.
On Wednesday, 6th July 2011, Henry Ian Drummond Jones was brought into the world at 11.21am weighing 6lb 13 oz, following very shortly by Lewis James Drummond Jones at 11.23 am at 5lb 9 oz.
Henry came into the world with a struggle as he was nestling safely under my ribs, and needed some persuasion with forceps to be removed from his snuggly warm home. On departure, Paul reported that he grabbed the forceps from the consultant and proceeded to do battle! She had to wrestle them off him saying as she went "hey I need them - give them back!" - way to go, Henry.
Here's Daddy with Lewis.
Paul was adamant that he wouldn't be looking at the "business end" but did keep putting his head above the screen to report progress. Having a caesarean with a local anaesthetic is the weirdest feeling - it is like everything is happening in a parallel universe - you know it is going on, but you don't feel a thing. I was aware of the tugging and pulling going on in my middle, but didn't feel any sensation whatsoever.
Lewis was safely despatched at 11:23am and upon being put into the incubator to keep warm, announced his presence going forward by peeing on the male nurse looking after him!
I recall saying to both of the boys "hello - I am your Mummy and this is your Daddy!" I remember vaguely the sounds of a lot of counting - I thought it was surgical instruments, but my friend said it was the sound of the midwives counting the number of fingers and toes. That is so endearing, it just makes me cry - all over again!
In the incubators - Henry on the bottom, Lewis on the top ...
Being that Henry was Twin 1 and because of his weight, I could establish from the 36 week scan that he was who I carried on my left side, and Lewis, Twin 2, was being carried through pregnancy on my right. It amazes me that I can establish who was who "in utero" and it just feels right - Henry has had a bit of a struggle to get thus far into the world, whilst Lewis kicks, poos, wees and wriggles his way through situations with a cock-a-hoop attitude, thumbing his nose at the world, and amazing every one with his hypnotic eyes - so there. Sir Henry, my brave son - leader of the breastfeeding struggle and defender of the forceps - and Sir Lewis - my courageous and confident son - dealing with the world in a braggacodio manner - you are my sun, my moon, my day, my night - my stars - my reason for existence. I fell in love with you before I even met you, and that will never cease. I know Daddy feels just the same. Our lives will never be the same again and nor would I want them to. I can't imagine life without you.