The night she was admitted to the hospital went by slowly for Tim and Jill. The medication they had given her slowed her contractions but also made her sleepy. She slept restlessly throughout the night while Tim tried to comfort her periodic crying. She was having a hard time listening to him because she felt as if she was at fault for all that was happening, she felt that if she never had the initial feelings of not wanting this pregnancy that this would never have happened. Tim knew this was what she was feeling but nothing he could say would change her mind. Finally, at sunrise she fell into a deep sleep. Tim stayed by her side even though her blood pressure was normalizing, the contractions were slowing and the babies were doing fine for now. The waiting game had begun.
The next week went by slowly for Jill. She was bored being in the hospital but knew it was best for the babies. She had gotten over her guilt at causing the preterm labor and all the tests that were done showed everything was good. Tim and the boys tried to bring her things they thought would keep her comfortable but there wasn't anything she wanted more than her babies safely in her arms.
One night during her 32nd week Jill felt a gush of water. She called the nurse and was told the babies were coming whether they wanted them to or not, one of her amniotic sacs broke and the risk of leaving the baby undelivered was far greater than them delivering. She was grateful she had gotten another two weeks into the pregnancy but the little ones still had a hard battle ahead of them once they were born.
They decided to deliver the twins by c-section because Jill's blood pressure had spiked again. She was brought into the OR for preparation. Tim came in with scrubs on and found his spot at the head of the bed. He rubbed her forehead and whispered "Everything will be alright. They are Taylor's and they will be fighters." He saw the tears coming down her cheeks and kissed them away. She tried to smile at him when the doctor said, "Alright Jill we are getting ready to cut. There will be a lot of pressure then we should have them out." Jill looked at Tim and said, "Tim, I'm scared." Tim smiled at her and said, "You're going to be alright. You all are going to be alright." Then to himself said please let them all be alright.
The doctor got to the uterus and said, "Her comes the first one. It's a boy!" The baby cried and relief came to Jill she thought one down, one to go. She didn't have to wait long to hear the cry from the second, smaller baby. The doctor said, "And here is the second. Tim what is it?" Tim looked over the drape and said, "Oh my, Jill it's a girl." The baby was crying and Jill was so happy but then she started to feel funny. She looked at Tim and said, "Tim something's wrong." Alarms starting ringing, the nurse came and moved Tim away from Jill's bedside and asked him to wait outside. He tried to fight them but they wouldn't let him stay all the nurse would say, "Please Mr. Taylor let us help your wife." He walked out unsure of what was happening.
Tim was waiting outside the OR for them to finish with Jill when the babies were brought out on warmers, they were on their way to the Intensive Care Nursery (ICN). Tim looked at how small they were and asked a nurse, "How are they doing." The nurse said, "They are doing well. They are both breathing on their own. Right now we are bringing them to the ICN if you want to come along." Tim looked at the door to the OR, he could see all the people rushing around inside and he asked, "Do you know what is happening with my wife?" The nurse said, "No I don't I'm sorry. But the doctor will come find you in the ICN when he is finished." Tim decided to stay with the babies because that is what Jill would have wanted. He walked silently behind the warmers to the ICN.
An hour had gone by since the birth of the twins. Tim had watched them being admitted into the ICN, they were hooked up to monitors, IV's were started, tubes and wires were everywhere. The babies were so little and they had so much attached to them it was very overwhelming. The boy weighed in at 4 pounds 6 ounces and the girl was smaller at 3 pounds. They were both doing remarkably well for being so small and Tim knew it was because they had their mothers' spirit. He was wondering what was happening with Jill, the doctor still had not come out of the OR and Tim was worried.
After another half-hour Tim was frantic. He wanted to know what was happening with his wife. He went back to the door of the OR and saw the doctor coming out. He looked drained and Tim suddenly felt sick to his stomach. The doctor came up to him and said, "Tim there was a little problem." Tim fighting back tears said, "Is she alright. The doctor saw how upset he was and said, "She is stable for now. We had a problem getting the bleeding to stop. I had to do a hysterectomy." Tim held his breath and said, "But she is going to be ok, right." The doctor said, "She will be spending the night in ICU but I don't expect any further complications." Tim let out a sigh and asked, "Can I see her." He pointed towards the recovery room and walked with Tim to find her. When they got there she was just coming out of the anesthesia. The doctor explained what happened and Jill was upset that she had her uterus removed but grateful that the babies were doing well. She looked at Tim and said, "Before they put me under I thought I heard you say that the second baby was a girl. Is that right?" Tim smiled gave her a light kiss and said, "You bet she's a girl and she's just as feisty as her mother." Jill laughed and asked, "When can I see them?" The nurse walked over and said, "Probably not until tomorrow. You have been through a lot and need your rest." Tim could see how disappointed Jill was and asked "Can I take pictures of the babies and bring them to her?" The nurse said, "Of course." Jill was excited that after all these months and all this worrying she was finally going to see her babies, not quite how she wanted to but was going to see them anyway.
Tim left her with a kiss and said, "I will be back before you can even miss me." He went to the ICN and visited his new babies who were yet to be named. The nurses were gushing about how cute they were and how well they were doing. Tim took some pictures with his digital camera and went off in search of the ICU to find his wife. When he showed her the pictures she was even more anxious to see them in person. Tim convinced her that tomorrow would be soon enough and she needed to get some rest herself. He gave her another kiss and then was kicked out of her room. She was alone and realized that with all the stress of the last couple months they had never decided on names for the babies. That would be a job for tomorrow, right now she was exhausted. She fell asleep dreaming about her new babies and how good it was going to feel to finally be able to hold them.