The Triplet Life

  • 5am

    I went to bed super early last night with the hope of waking up before the littles this morning and forcing myself to be that "Happy moring Mom." I should have known it was a lost cause from the begining...

  • Take me to Church

  • The Help...

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    Most people have probably seen the movie The Help, but I wonder if they felt as I did watching it. Movies like this make my heart ache. It's the way people treat others because they are different in some way, because they think they are better then them. The little light though is that not everyone is like that. There are some who will stand up and stand by those being persecuted whether they are different or not. I never thought I lived a sheltered life. I have had friends/ worked with/ taken care of people from all walks of life, colors, classes, and so forth. I have never really seen the type of prejudices that I see in movies like this, though I know they go on in our world, even now. I think that has more to do with the way I interact and treat people, then the fact that it doesn't exist. That one sentence sums up how we break this kind of hate with our children.

     

  • What Doesn't Kill Us Makes Us Stronger...

    I never dreamt that I would be a mother of triplets. Even when we were going through IVF and they said there was a 10% chance, I never thought about it. I suppose that is odd since I have heard just the opposite from so many other multiple moms. I also knew from the first time we saw three little sacs on our first ultrasound that we would be having triplets, even though we were told there might be a chance that not all of them would mature (develop a heartbeat). There was a point when I was around 32 weeks pregnant and started having regular contractions and the doctor wanted to put me on magnesium. I knew a lot about it from being a nurse and something inside me said to try upping the dosage of the oral medication I was already on first. Oh how I made my doctor mad but he agreed none the less, and it turns out my gut was right. After 24 hours of upping the dosage I was doing great again. My goal of 35 weeks didn't happen. I was one day shy of it but I gained 30lbs of fluid in one week (pre-eclampsia) and there was no waiting. No one required NICU and they were all healthy and over 6lbs when they were born. They didn't sleep through the night until they were 7 months old, and I still feel like I'm trying to catch up with the sleep deprivation.