It’s A Girl! And Another Girl!

But you already knew that. But did you know that they came TODAY? I didn’t think so!

This morning when I was in the shower, I heard a blood-curdling scream. As I was getting ready to check it out, Ryan came running in saying that Marc had called, and the babies were being born TODAY! I called Marc right back, and he gave me the scoop. Frances started having contractions at about 7:30 last night that were 5 to 10 minutes apart. They called her doctor, and she told them to keep monitoring the contractions and to come to the hospital if they got more intense or closer together. They did. Marc and Frances went to the hospital at about 10:00 am, where they prepped Frances for a c-section. That’s when they called us. Dad is the bishop of a young adult ward, and mom and dad were both at their meetings. Ryan and I got ready as quickly as we ever have, and we went to the church to track them down. Obviously they were surprised to see us there. We told them what was happening. Mom came with us, but dad had to make arrangements to change some of his appointments.

When we got to the hospital, Frances had just been taken to her recovery room. The babies were born at about 11:30 am. They were both crying and looked great. The bigger one was 5 lbs, 2 oz, and the little one that we have been so worried about was 4 lbs 14 oz, almost a pound bigger than they thought from the ultrasound. (For the record, Ryan was 8 lbs, 8 oz – almost as much as both of the babies combined!) We stayed with Frances and Marc in the recovery room for about an hour, where dad joined us much faster than we anticipated.
The nurses took Frances and Marc up to the regular room, and the rest of us went the long way around through the lobby. As we were walking through, Frances’ Aunt Colleen and Uncle Pete, along with two of their daughters and two grandkids were explaining to the front desk who they were. We had already received the clearance to be back in the patient rooms, so we waved to the front desk girl that they were with us, and they went up to the room with us. Frances’ Uncle Paul Lusk was hit by a car a few days ago while walking with his wife, and was killed. He was only 45. Frances’ parents are already in Sugar City helping with the funeral arrangements. Pete and Colleen and their family were on their way up, so they stopped to check in on Frances and take pictures, per Grandma Janae’s orders. Our sincere sympathies to the Lusk family. We have traveled with Paul and Leah and their family, and enjoyed the time we spent getting to know him.We decided to give Frances a little rest, so Marc and the entourage went to the NICU. Since only two visitors could be in with Marc, we took turns going in. Rara and Papa Inman were the first to go in with Marc. Then I had my turn! Ryan was EXTREMELY upset to learn of the rule that the only children allowed in the NICU were siblings. He was so patient as we all took our turns. He is especially anxious for them to be released from the NICU so that he can meet them.At about 4:00, Frances was finally given the clear to go down to the NICU. Papa took Ryan home, and Rara and I stayed and went back down to the NICU. We took pictures of Marc and Frances with the babies. Finally the whole family was together in one room! They are both doing great. There are still some concerns about regulating their temperatures, but as soon as they are able to do that, and are both able to eat well, they will be moved to Frances’ room. We’ll keep you posted! (Names are being finalized. I'll post them when they're official.)