Charlie is 30!!

Today my husband is 30! It is kinda crazy that he is now three decades old. We have been so blessed beyond measure. This has been an incredibly trying yet awesome year. Charlie is such an amazing husband and I am so thankful for his partnership as my husband!





Don’t Hold on so Tightly

I had heard about the curse of the nurse ever since nursing school. It was not something I ever really expected to happen to me in regards to birth. I ha already had a somewhat unconventional birth with my daughter and now I was facing another complicated birth with having twins.

I started working for a birthing center last summer as an assistant for midwives while we help mamas deliver babies at home or in the clinic. I was so hoping I would get to deliver my baby at the clinic with the lovely ladies at South Coast Midwifery. I had my consultation ad within three days I went to see the OB/GYN and he informed me there were two heartbeats in my womb! My hopes for having a home birth were shattered. CNM’s are unable to deliver twins due to license restrictions, so the hospital it was.

At kaiser, the physicians were ok with a natural birth, they were even ok with delivering baby B breech (butt first) so long as he measured smaller than baby A and that is what we got. Baby A stayed head down the whole pregnancy. Baby B turned his head down around week 31! I was so excited! My hopes of having a natural birth were coming true! Why couldn’t I deliver twins naturally?! I then went back to the doctor 2 weeks later and baby B put his head back up. I was so bummed. I tried standing on my head, doing exercises to try to get baby B back down. It never happened. I was definitely a spectacle and an anomalie to the medical community at kaiser because I still wanted to deliver baby B breech. I was bound and determined to attempt to deliver naturally so long as they were willing to help me do so.

I made it to 37.5 weeks. I was miserable. I was going to the hospital 2 times a week to get testing and I was having contractions for the last three weeks of pregnancy. I was checked when I was 37 weeks and I was already 4cm. I walked around at that dilation for almost a week.

It was a Sunday evening. I had been walking around with my husband that morning hoping I could get my body into labor. We staying home that day and I switched off with napping, bathing, and walking to try to get labor started. We went to dinner at Esther’s Taco House where my mom had gone prior to going into labor with me and my sister to have some hot salsa! I was already thinking it wasn’t going to happen that day because it was already 7 pm by the time we got home.

When we got home from dinner my husband was outside playing ping pong with my mom and I sat inside on a ball watching duck dynasty ha! I started having some contractions that seemed different than all the previous ones I had been having. I got out my handy contraction timer app and started tracking them. They were about 7-8 min apart and consistent for an hour. So I went upstairs and told Charlie I was going to lay on our bed. When I did, the contractions got a lot stronger. I had called my doula at this point and told her to come on over. I decided to get in the bathtub a while and it gave me great relief, however they just got stronger and closer together and we decided it was time to go to the hospital. At this point it was 9 pm and I had only been in labor for two hours. I was having a hard time moving in between contractions. It took me a while to get dressed, down the stairs and out to the car. Then we had to drive 15 min down the road. My husband wheeled me up to labor and delivery. Thankfully there were not a lot of people at the hospital that night. My contractions were pretty strong. My biggest fear was to show up, have them check me and only be 6 cm with all the pain I was having. By the time I finally got in my triage room it was 1030. It took a while for me to get undressed, hooked up to the monitor and seen by a midwife. Of course everyone was making sure I wanted to deliver baby B breech and that I was ok with having no drugs. I didn’t want and epidural. Not because I am stubborn but because I believe it to be the best way to deliver a baby. (I believe there are amazing reasons to have an epidural and I am willing to discuss those if anyone has a question about that). The nurses were unable to get a good read of the heartbeats on both babies. While they were struggling, I was still laboring. The MD came in and asked if she could just check me. Low and behold I was completely dilated. Eventually during an amazing contraction my water broke. It was to time. The staff was frantic. They had to set up the OR because all twins are delivered in the OR in case of complications with baby B. I was excited, tired and scared all at once. Someone drew my blood, someone started an IV, someone drove my gurney into the OR. It was all moving so fast. When I got into the OR the clock read 1150. I was ready to go but the staff wasn’t quite ready. If I had gotten to push right then my babies would have had different birthdays. As I was waiting it was miserable to fend off the pain as I waiting for them to be ready to catch my baby. I was finally given the green light to push with the next contraction and within 4 pushes total baby A was out. They put him on my chest but it was so weird knowing there was more work to be done. I am grateful they did that but I had to keep going. They eventually took him from me to prepare for baby B. As we were waiting the contractions subsided briefly. Right away baby B’s heart rate looked great. Then, as we were waiting for contractions to continue, baby B’s heart rate just tanked into the 70’s. The doctors gave me a short opportunity to try to push the baby down but he was stuck up pretty high and trying to put his foot and head out together (he flipped his head down when baby A exited). He wasn’t coming. The doctors decided to go ahead and do a crash c section. I was trusting them in that moment. Charlie had to leave the OR and I had to be put under general anesthesia. This was the perfect storm I had been praying against. At this moment I trusted they were doing what was best for the baby and I wanted a healthy baby. I woke up an hour later to two crying baby boys. I was in so much pain and they were hungry. The work started right away. They were so precious and worth all the trauma and work I went through. I do not recommend surgery. I hated the recovery. It was so painful. If I could do it all over again I would do everything the same way. It was so worth it to me to try to deliver naturally and without having surgery.

I have been so blessed by these two babies. It has been hard as I’ll get out. I love them but it has tested my patience and perseverance in ways I never thought imaginable. All birth stories are different and so beautiful in their own right. I have now experienced birth with an epidural, without an epidural, and via c section. I am so thankful I can relate to so many different women in this way and I hope I can encourage women as they have create their own birth story.


One Year Ago Today

One year ago today we were completely floored.  Our OB/GYN let us know we were not having one, but two babies.  Now those babies are here and their names are Troy and Chad.  Never did we anticipate what adding twins to our lives would bring along.  We are still in disbelief most days, and we are now beginning to adjust to a schedule and they are pretty predictable, but we are being refined in the process.  We are so thankful for them and for our family.


I am at home, by myself and this has been a serious pattern the last week or so.  Entering my 36th and 37th weeks of pregnancy has been hard.  I have a LOT of homework to do for school and if I want to graduate there are quite a few things I need to finish before May 25th and lets be honest, these babies are definitely going to make an appearance before then so I have been quite overwhelmed with what to get done!  Watching a toddler all day, doing discussion forums, meeting with professors, doing clinical hours, getting Liana to and fro can consume most of my day, but with an amazing family (and friends) I have been able to persevere.  Thank you to my mother in law for taking Liana for almost four days and just loving on her, thank you sisters for wanting to hang out with Liana even if I don’t ask, thank you mom for running around the house with Liana when I am too tired, thank you husband for doing the dishes and getting the house ready for our new additions, thank you Imai’s for letting Liana play with your boys and loving on her (hi dada), and thank you Nicole and Kennedy, I think she would come play all day everyday if she could!!  I am so blessed.  I KNOW this degree would not be happening without the help of my family and friends.  I continue to be overwhelmed by what this pregnancy has brought, but it has been so much more manageable with your help, and quite frankly would not have been possible without your help.  Here’s to another day filled with homework!!

Here We Go!

So, I have not blogged in years.  I want to become a blogger again, but I can’t say that will stay consistent again!  I am just going to continue to give it my best!  I am not going to bore everyone with trying to bring everyone up to speed with my family’s life, but just know the Weaver’s have grown and are about to grow once again.  I am currently 36 weeks pregnant with twin boys and life is about to get crazy.  I want to be able to keep people up to date on this and share my experiences as a mom of twins, and a toddler!!  I am also in the midst of trying to graduate with my Master’s degree in Nursing, and for those of you who have walked alongside me, you know this has been a long time coming and nothing is going to stop me!!  We are so excited to welcome both transitions.  I am going to be a full time mommy at home and we are going to have two newborns at the same time!!!  So exciting. 

As for the twins, I am currently going to the hospital two times a week to get monitoring for the boys and they have been doing great.  I go to the OB once a week and thankfully they have coordinated that with my monitoring.  I am contracting a lot, but who doesn’t in their last few weeks with twins and being a multip (medical term for you).  I am excited and scared at the same time to birth two children at the same time, but I am so looking forward to the blessing.  Thanks for reading and catching up with me!  I am hoping I will be a more regular blogger once I am done with school, until then, here’s to starting to blog again!


On top of the highest point in Istanbul

Galatasaray Soccer game!  They won!  Jim Bom Bom…

The little entertainer

My good friend Elif, it was awesome to visit her and her family again!

The whole group

The Basilica Cisterns, beautiful!

Emily and Sarah!  What a blessing these two were for Charlie and I.

The Hagia Sofia, the first Church building during Constantine’s time.

This is Yeditepe University, I was able to speak with nursing faculty here about teaching in Istanbul!

The Olympic Training Facility Charlie found only blocks away from where we stayed in Istanbul!

We had an awesome trip!  Thanks to so many who supported us during this time.  Know that it was truly a blessing to us and we are excited for what the future holds.

You’re Either in or Your Out

I walked into my patient’s room at the beginning of the day and it was like any other room, Patient Controlled analgesia, chest tubes, dressings, IV fluids, monitors and all.  Except something was different, something that a nurse must look past and put on her non-judgmental caregiver face for and treat him with dignity and respect.  Apart from the two correctional facility guards and the handcuffs that kept my patient in his bed, I had a fairly normal day.  How do you respond when a criminal wants pain med, how do you respond when the criminal needs help to wipe his rear cause he is in so much pain, how do you respond when the criminal is thirsty and needs a drink, like every other patient.  Get him some water, give him the cleanest sheets possible, make sure the pain med is given on time, because I may be the only Jesus he ever knows.