"Where are my babies :-) ?!?!?!"

Ok, so here's just another perfect example of how fantastically well I was taken care of at the hospital.  The main nurse, Rochelle that helped Dr. Fairbanks with my c-section made a special trip at the end of her shift to come and see me during my last day at the hospital.  How excited and special she made me feel!  She is just the sweetest person with the most warm smile you could ever imagine.  I'll never forget she was one of the first people that greeted me once I got to labor and delivery via the stretcher and she just greeted me with a gorgeous smile and told me everything was going to be alright-I'll always remember that.  I also chatted her ear off after I woke up from surgery and remember most of our conversation!  When Rochelle came to visit me, we hugged, chatted about the miracles that occurred and she looked at pictures.  She told me that she had to tell me something that she doubted anyone had told me yet...first off she described that she will never forget Pete, the girls, my family and me.  She described waiting for me to show up and the entire OR team's heart is beating out of their chest in anticipation for a major emergency delivery and was expecting a very scared couple to show up.  Instead, she said she just couldn't believe how calm and cool we were and most importantly, how much we were smiling!  But the main thing she wanted me to know was that after the surgery was over, not even 10 minutes later, when I woke up, I was smiling and talkative.  She said that she wanted me to know that almost always when a patient goes under emergency anesthesia so quickly that when they come out of it they are fighting, irritable and confused.  I was quite the opposite!  Apparently, the first words out of my mouth were in a cheerful, childlike innocent sound and I said, "Where are my babies?!"  She said everyone laughed and assured me that they were right around the corner getting taken care of and that they were beautiful.  I guess then I started almost questioning where they were in like a peekaboo manner going, "Where are they?  I don't see them?  Where are my babies?"  I vaguely remember asking about where they were but will NEVER EVER forget when they wheeled the little isolete over to my bedside with both of them together.  I'm so glad that Rochelle stopped by...she said she told her husband that she had new names for their next baby and he said, "those are awesome names, but we aren't having any more babies" :-)  I remember her telling me about her 2 happy little ones when I was in recovery.  Anyway, after having a surprise, unnecessary visit from her, Dr. Fairbanks and having one of my nurses tell me, "your room will now forever be Etta and Elsie's room in my memory", I couldn't feel more blessed and like I totally was in the right place to have had my babies.  I will go back for our next baby(ies...who knows? Chances do increase once you've had multiples...hehe) when we have another, which Pete told me he wants to start trying for right away :-)  He did note that he's probably having that "marathon-like" high after the race and will evaluate how soon he wants to wait once the little pipsqueaks are home.  Just another example of how blessed we are with wonderful people in our lives.  I will be sending thank you's, pictures and continued correspondence with the entire OR and NICU delivery teams.