We’re going through a favorite words and phrases phase. Izzy cracks me up with her favorite word - “chemical”. It amazes me how often (and easily) a 2 year old can use the word “chemical” in conversation. Izzy anunciates the word in a very distinct way so that you can hear each sound each letter makes. Why she loves this word - I have no idea. Maybe because she knows that she is suppose to stay away from anything mommy calls a chemical and that just makes it all that more intriguing.
Zoe is into using a couple phrases over and over - “that’s okay” & “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!” Apparhently, I say these things quite a bit - because she usually says them to me to help reassure me or point out a mini crisis situation.
Katie’s favorite words and phases change by the day. Right now - she’s into imitating the sound of a newborn cry. She heard a newborn cry the other day and was able to replicate it perfectly. She cracked me up - so she’s been throwing it in throughout the day.
Ben is involved in daily adventures in his fantasy world. He runs through the house talking out load telling stories - having some wonderful adventures. His main character is a person named Allison. He always says her name first before going into his fantasy world. I spoke with his dr. about this. She seems to think that this is a very healthy escape for him ( away from his sisters and something that is uniquely his). I must say that he is very creative. He acts out different scenes and has the characters learn new words. He sometimes incorporates stories he’s read into his play other times it’s just very random adventures. He gets pretty lost in his world - he doesn’t hear or see things that are going on around him (the other day his sisters were running back and forth behind him as he acted out an adventure - he never noticed). Part of me knows it’s a healthy outlet and part of me feel very bad that he had to create a fantasy world. Ah, mother’s guilt - it gets you all the time. I do feel very guilty that his activities are limited by our family dynamic.
It’s amazing to me the extent to which gender traits are innate. Obviously, there a people that fall at different places on the spectrum of what is considered boy traits and what are considered girl traits. Despite efforts to keep things gender neutral and not sway kids toward gender dominated activities/toys, children are just drawn toward the toys that are marketed toward their gender.
I was playing dinosaurs with Ben - of course they were wrestling and having a great dino battle. After the match was over, Katie pick up the dinosaurs and pretended that one was the mommy and one was the baby. Yesterday we all were playing downstairs. Ben was playing with his Rescue Hereos when Zoe came over to apply pretend makeup to the action figures. Of course, she had them looking fabulous for their next rescue mission.
It is truely amazing. The girls can be occupied by just crushing their hair and trying out different hair accessories. Ben could care less if his hair was ever brushed.
Of course, they do all play together. They all love playing store. However, the girls spend quite a bit of time getting their babies ready to go shopping. Ben is more interested in making sure they have money before they come to his store (If he is cashier).
It’s just like the old saying “boys will be boys” and (I would like to add) “girls will be girls”.
Yes, it’s been a couple months since my last post. Sometimes something just has to give a little. It’s always a balancing act.
Here’s a brief re-cap of what has been happening over the last couple of months:
Two steps forward - Ten steps back
The girls were making great progress with their potty training - going on the potty several times a day and never having a dirty diaper. Well, I blame myself for this - we’ve definitely regressed. We use the potty about 1-2 times a day and usually just to prolong the time up before nap or bedtime. I was staying on top of them making sure they were going on the potty and things got a little bit crazy and well I slacked and here we are. They still are interested - so all is not lost.
Well, it had looked like we are going to lose our nap. They were skipping about 2-3 naps a week. For some reason in the past week - we have napped every day. I’m keeping my finders crossed. So, we might be able to hold onto naps for a bit longer than I anticipated. Ben gave up napping right when he turned 2 yrs. old. So, I won’t be completely shocked if this would happen for the girls. It’s definitely hard to keep up with things (house, blog, etc.) when it’s a no nap day. Well, to be honest it’s hard to keep up with the nap.
Ben started 4 yr. old preschool a couple weeks ago. As he told me last night, it’s hard getting use to a new classroom and new teachers. He seems to enjoy it. I really don’t receive much feedback from him. Sometimes I feel like I’m flashforwarding into his teenage years. “What did you do today?” “I don’t know.” “Who did you play with?” “I don’t know” After talking with other preschool boy moms - I guess this is pretty typical responses - must be a male thing. The details don’t really matter.
Ben also started golf and ice skating. We over did it a bit this fall with the schedule. He says he wants to play hockey - so if he’s serious he needs to learn to skate first. Honestly, I’m surprised he actually went out on the ice. He’s such a cautious child and leary about trying new things. After I told him I signed him up (he asked me to sign him up), he cried about it and said that he changed his mind. Well - he absolutely loved skating. Last week, he fell on the ice and got a pretty big golf ball size thump on the forehead. The instructors couldn’t get him off the ice. He wanted to finish the game they were playing.
The girls have said they want to take dance lessons. But - at this age - they’re just too young.
The girls will be starting a parent’s day out program in 2 weeks from today. They’re looking forward to “Baby School” and so am I. A part of me feel guilty for putting them in a program - but the other part of me knows that this is probably the best thing I could do for all of us. I desparately need a break. Not just the run out to the store for a half hour break - a few hours to myself just to catch up on all the house projects I haven’t been able to touch for the past few years. A happy mom is a happy child. Well - this mom could use a little more happiness. I’ve filled my plate a little too full and haven’t been able to do it all. I need to be able to take a few things off my plate - so that I can be more present when I am with my children.
(It’s been a hard week. We had a death in the family on Tuesday. So, if the overall tone of this email is a little down that is why. I’ve been going through the whole range of emotions from guilt (not seeing her more in the past few years) to deep saddness.)
I bought an additional potty chair and potty seat (Dora the Explorer) for the toliet. Of course, the girls had to ratoate and go potty a little bit in each chair/seat. So, now we have 2 potty chairs and one potty seat in the bathroom. I have yet to get the other potty chair out and put it in the bathroom downstairs. I can see this will definitely be a long process.
Izzy has been dealing with constipation since she was born. She is on a laxative but still struggles at times. At first it appeared that this wouldn’t cause much problem when it comes to potty training but now I see that it does. She doesn’t want to go near the potty when she is struggling.
I’m also beginning to wonder if their interest in potty training is some type of ploy to stay up longer from bedtime and nap. Those two times seem to generate the most interest. In about 6 weeks, I think we’re going to try to start a potty boot camp.
Unfortunately my fears and apprehension have materialized. It’s crazy. Other triplet moms that I have spoken to have waited to their children are older to start this process - I guess I understand why now. It can be like a 3 ring circus. One daughter is on the potty. Another has gotten a hold of the tooth paste and is trying to squirt it into their sister’s mouth. While my other daughter (who is waiting her turn) is pulling out panty liners and sticking them to her sister’s leg who is sitting on the toliet. And no I’m not just sitting back watching all of this, I’m going from one to the next trying to stop whatever behavior is going on at that moment. Time to re-group and do something different.
It’s become pretty apparhent that we need to have three potty seats in the bathroom. So, that we can get right down to business and focus on going potty not all the interesting things in the bathroom.
Sometimes the girls want “privacy”. This works out fine when no one else is waiting in the wings. But, when everyone else is waiting for their turn, too many tantrums arrupt.
I was avoiding using additional potty chairs because of the challenges that they impose (we had one in the bathroom for Ben for quite awhile - the girls would remove the potty cup in the chair and dump (try to at least) it in the toliet even when there was nothing in it. Then they would scoop up toliet water with it. Unfortunately, I don’t think we have a choice - the potty chairs have to come back.
The girls have been using the potty every day (about 3-4 times a day). Their diapers are still wet. I’m just not quite ready to go hard core potty training yet. I’m thinking that maybe after Ben’s summer camp is over. We can stay home for a week or two and see if we can make any true progress with some serious concentrated effort. I must say though - we were at a play date at someone else’s house last week. The girls asked to go on the potty and did!
I belive we are making progress - obviously we have a way to go - but we’re on the right track.
The opportunity has presented itself and I can no longer remain in a happy state of denial. The girls have been sitting on the potty periodically and actually using it for both number 1 and number 2. They are also all aware of when they are about to wet or dirty their diapers. I wasn’t sure how this was all going to happen. I thought maybe one or two of the girls would be ready - but all three are there and very interested. I see that this will definitely be a different process than it was with my son. He also should interest around this age - actually he was 19 months old when he started to use the potty. He used it once a day consistently for quite awhile. I didn’t push it though. I was on bedrest pregnant with the girls. I was afraid of regression. He continued his pattern for a couple months and completely stopped using the potty after the girls were born. I was afraid to push it with all the changes in his life - so I let it slide. Then one day it was more than obvious that he was ready - I put him in underwear (no transitional pull ups) and that was that. He did go through a couple of phases - but for the most part it was a truly painless process. Ben was 2 1/2 years old almost 3.
I guess some of my aprehension lies in the idea that potty training will limit our mobility and add an extra layer of activity onto our day. I know that sounds selfish in many ways. But, potty training will definitely add to the workload. It also adds some safety and hygiene issues - gathering everyone to get them into the restroom while we’re out in public can be a challenge as well as trying to limit what they touch in the restroom - yuck!!!
With all that being said, we are beginning this new chapter. I know it will be a process. The summer time is as good a time as any to start potty training.
The girls all stand around the toliet cheering each other on - clapping and cheering when they hear the tinkles. They seem to want to out do each other. I’m not encouraging any type of competition between them, it’s completely unhealthy on so many levels. The girls are 2 yrs. old and very much in the phase of wanting to show what they can do and how independent they can be.
So, we are going to start off slowly. Any time anyone announces that potty or poopies are coming I ask them if they want to sit on the potty. If we are playing outside and staying home, I’m putting pull-ups on them (they feel the wettness a bit more).
We have to start somewhere. Just think of all the $$$ we will be saving once they are diaper free.
Sometimes I wonder what in the world I am “suppose” to be doing. Before having children, I had grand delusions of fund little craft times, story times, nature walks - you get the picture. While this does happen, it doesn’t exactly happen as stress-free as I had once envisioned. Story times usually involve a least 3 fights (book selection, where are we going to sit (some what floor, some want couch, some want the over-sized chair, etc.) and the who is squishing who great debate) before we can start reading. Once we start reading, someone inevitably has to get up for something and re-join the group causing the whole who is squishing who debate once again. Sometimes, we just have tears the entire time because they didn’t have the choice seat. Not exactly the quiet little stories times that break out into a round of songs and finger plays at the end. I must admit we do have our moments when everyone seems content and we have one of those idyllic story times - I hold onto those moments hoping to replicate them every time. Craft times - oh craft times - those are good for at least 5 fights. Some times I just have to step back and remind myself that sibling rivalry and fighting is very natural and can be part of healthy development. Their early experiences are preparing them for their adult life. So in my estimates if we stay the course, we’re bound to have a few Supreme Court justices, a prize fighter or two, 4 captains of the debate team, and track and field stars.
To dress alike or not? That is a good question. Obviously both sides to the argument can make some compelling points. Some of the disadvantages sited in books point out that if the general public sees twins, triplets, etc. dressed alike they will start to believe that all multiples are alike. Others argue that multiples themselves lose a sense of identity when dressed alike over time.
Most commonly the advantages discussed touch on how “cute” they look dressed the same and that really is the only reason to dress multiples the same.
There are other advantages to similar clothing. When playing in a group of children (open gym, play center, etc.) similar clothing makes them easy to find. In the physically demanding early months/years of life with multiples, similar clothing simplifies life. Sometimes it is hard to even think straight let alone pick out 2 or 3 non-clashing outfits during the morning rush.
I do have a few matching outfits and a few similar outfits (same clothing just different colors/patterns, etc.). Most of the time they are not dressed alike. When we do go to open gyms, etc., I dress everyone (including Ben) in the same color or pattern(stripes, etc.) so that I can locate everyone with a glance. I see this practice being phased out over the next 6 months or so, as they develop their own clothing preferences and styles. I don’t believe dressing them alike during the first couple years of their life has affected their individuality. They are as different as different can be. People do not look at them or treat them the same. Even when they are dressed completely differently, people still ask if they are triplets (not because they look anything alike - just because it pretty obvious how similar they are in age).
It’s clearly a personal preference.
Most everyone worries about losing weight after having a bab(ies)y. It might be difficult in the couple months following a birth. Your body needs a chance just to recover from the physical demands of a pregnancy and birth. But once the babies are mobile and begin to eat, the worry should subside. Your activity level increases with their age.
Once the babies start eating (especially on their own) the amount of activity is taken to a whole new level. Despite efforts to be prepared, it is inevitable that you will have to get up at least once to retrieve something. As toddler-hood emerges, this once or twice a meal occurrence multiplies. I now often eat zero calorie meals. I would say in an average meal I am up and down about 5 - 10 times - runnng back and forth to the kitchen - picking up things that have fallen, etc. Of course, there are those days that sitting down is just an illusion. It can be a terrific weight management/exercise program.
I don’t even know where to begin. Things escalated to a whole new level yesterday. It started out nice and simple a trip to the bank and the local home improvement store. It was just me and all 4 kids. Sidebar - it is very difficult to push a cart with 40 lbs of sand on the bottom and 3 kids in the top with one hand (I had to carry two 15 gallon plastic totes and other misc. items with the other hand - they didn’t fit in the cart). But, honestly the store trip went very well - it was just a little physically demanding for me. 400 lbs. of dirt later we went home to start working on our vegetable garden.
When we got home home, the kids wanted to play on the swing set for a bit before we started with the garden. No problem there. I changed everyone’s clothes and shoes - knowing this wasn’t going to be pretty. I couldn’t have even imagined what this experience would be like. 15 - yes 15 trips into the house for one reason or another - dirty diapers - time outs (for eating mouth fulls of dirt - fighting, etc.) - milk - water - you name it. Zoe ate some seeds. Izzy couldn’t resist eating the dirt. Katie didn’t want to relenquish the seed packets. Ben was fighting with all of his sisters over the gardening tools and the hole spacing. We do have seeds in the ground - but I’m not sure where.
2 - yes 2 baths later I had them sitting down for lunch eating what looked like a deli tray. It was the best I could do and the fastest. I did resort to putting in a Sesame Street DVD at lunch - we all just needed a little bit of peace (Truthfully, I rarely do this - but I use it when I really need it).
It will be interesting to see if any seeds do come up.
The girls all sleep in the same room. Typically, Katie is the first to wake up. This morning Zoe was the first one up. Of course she had to take the opportunity to make sure everyone else was up as well. She started yelling “Katie! Katie! Katie!” over and over. Katie woke up and yelled back “No! No! No!, etc.” But Zoe continued “Katie!, etc.” Katie replied “No, sleeping!” Izzy of course got into the mix. It became quite the joke this morning. The girls are very funny when they wake up.
The silliest?conversation/argument is the “yes/no”. It usually occurs in the car. One will start yelling “No” someone will answer with a “yes”. It gets rather heated and usually ends up in tears. What they are arguing about - I have no idea - but apparently it’s pretty serious for them.
There has been numerous articles written about multiples having their own language. The girls did have these words they used between each other. We called it the Goya language (after the beans). It was just a series of very guttural words. Nothing every really came out of it. It probably completely stopped over 6 months ago.
Their language development is on track. At about 16 months, I did have them evaluated for speech to to make sure we were on track. The girls did wonderfully. But, they did catch a problem for Katie. While she did have a pretty large vocabulary for her age, her annunciation was way off. They thought that maybe her hearing was being effected and suggested a hearing test. We had her tested and she failed twice (Katie had also failed her initial newborn hearing test only to have passed it right before leaving the hospital - too much fluid in her ears). Katie had a number of ear infections. We were told that this might happen due to the excess fluid at birth. They recommended tubes - so that’s what we did. Katie passed her hearing test and all is well.
We’re still waiting for the 17 year emergence of the cicadas. I know Ben will be very interested to see them. I’m a little nervous about Izzy eating them. She puts everything in her mouth. I don’t think cicadas will be off limits to her. For some reason, Izzy as gotten in her mind that birds are going to come and tickle her. I have no idea where she got this notion. She’s a little freaked out by them right now (who knows that might be planning a tickle sneak attack). I’ve expalined to her that they do not have any fingers and therefore cannot tickle her (explained on a 2 yr. olds level). I think she’s relaxing a bit about it. We’ll have to see how things go outside today.
I’m still wondering when the kids will stop putting everything in their mouth. The dr. said by 4 yrs. for sure. Ben will still mouth things. We cleaned out the sandbox yesterday and added new sand - which of course looks like a buffet for the girls. They do love playing in the sandbox but things get a little out of control when one starts eating sand - they all start eating sand. Hopefully, this will subside soon or it’s going to be a long summer.
There is a commercial/ad (I think they are for Johnson & Johnson - I’m really not sure) out now about “having a baby changes everything”. When you’re pregnant you think you know how your life will change. Maybe not everything, but you think you pretty much get the gist of it. Truly there is nothing anyone can say or do to prepare you for how your life is about to change. Both the good and the bad. You will re-define your life and yourself. Nobody knows this more than other mothers - people in your shoes or who have in the past been in your shoes. They understand - they get it.
As a new mother or someone who is about to be a new mother may want to consider joining a group of others in their same situation. It can be so comforting to know that you are not alone. Women with multiples or expecting multiples can join a mother’s of twin’s club in their area. There are also numerous moms groups (some with religious affiliations) that offer friendship, a social outlet, and overall support. The transition into motherhood can be very challenging. It definitely helps to have the support of others going through the same stage.
This past weekend we put the turn chart into action. Each of our children’s names are listed separately on the refridgerator in a different color (since the girls are great at color association). The person’s name at the top is the one who gets to go somewhere with mom, one on one. So, everyone got a turn. The took turns being upset when they were left behind. But, I’m sure once we start using this system more, the kids will understand a little bit better.
It was absolutely wonderful to have one on one time with everyone. They definitely got to be themselves and do things that they normally would not be able to. Obviously, it was great for me as well. It was wonderful to be able to given undivided attention without being pulled in another direction.
We alos started bathing everyone one at a time. Again, I think it will take a little time before everyone understands the intentions.
I’ll have to see how this system goes over times. But, we’re off to a great start. We (Ross and I) needed to carve out some way to spend some more individual attention and I think we have found it.
The girls had their big two year old well child checkup. Everything went well. They all do have allergies. The kids have been so stuffy for the last month. I thought allergies and it was confirmed. So, we’re going to give some over the counter meds a try. In the whole sceam of things, allergies are not a big deal. The girls are right on target. They always ask all the developmental questions. I was able to answer “yes” to almost all of them. Zoe is the only one who can really Jump with both feet without holding onto anything. Katie and Izzy give it their best shot but both feet never leave the ground unless they are holding onto something. Katie measured in at over 97% for height - Izzy 75% and little peanut Zoe 50%. It’s funny how genetics play out. Katie obviously got the height - Izzy is somewhere in the middle and Zoe definitely got the short genes. We (Ross and I) have short people on both sides of the family - so it was bound to show up in the gene pool. It’s funny. We both have brown eyes. Katie and Ben also have brown eyes where Izzy and Zoe both have greenish/blue/gray eyes.
When I was pregnant with the girls, I worried that once they were born I wouldn’t be able to tell them apart. I planned to use a different colored scrunchi on their ankle to distinguish them. For some reason, you just think triplets would have some similar physical features. Nope. Not in this case. The girls were completing distinguishable from moment one.
Yesterday was a big step for us. I took all the kids to a (regular sit down) restaurant all by myself for the first time. Since, the ground was pretty muddy yesterday from all the rain, I decided to take the kids to an indoor play center. The play center is about 30 minutes from our house - which in child terms might as well be 2 hours away. It was a first venture there and they loved it. I didn’t want to risk a major car meltdown on the way home due to hunger. So, we stopped at a restaurant. Things went amazingly well. Katie cried once - she became embaressed when the waiter moved her water cup away from her. Katie can be very sensitive. I had a few looks. A couple waittresses came over to ask me if they were all mine and if they were twins. With Katie’s height, people often think she is older. The kids were wonderful. I couldn’t be prouder.
I’ve attempted this in the past. But, only ended up driving in circles around restaurants trying to figure out the logisitics. However, this was our lucky day - a parking spot right in front of the entrance. It just couldn’t have gone any better. It might seem pretty intimidating to take out a group of small children, but it can be done. We (my husband Ross and I) take the kids out to eat once a week. I think this helps them understand what the expectations are when you are out in public and at a restaurant. We avoid restaurants taht have table cloths (cloth or paper). I think people think that the kids could just color on the paper. While this works for older children, young ones can find very creative uses for them. The restaurant also have to be pretty quick with the food (no over-crowded restaurants). Places that offer bread baskets right away are terrific. We’re usually in and out within 45 minutes. Unless we expect to be at a restaurant for over an hour, we do not bring toys or other diversions with us. It works for us.
Beth
We haven’t quite recovered from the girls’ birthday weekend. We had family over on Saturday night. We did our best to keep it to a minimum but when gifts are multipled by 3 it can get a little out of hand. We bought the girls a puppet theater/felt board/grocery store. It’s one of those large wood imagination centers that you would find at a preschool or library - big and sturdy. Everyone seems to be enjoying it. The other day all the kids were playing grocery store when Zoe went into the kitchen and pulled Ben’s cereal bowl down from the counter. Of course, the bowl was half full and she dumped it over her head, floor, counter, etc. She was still in her pajamas - so I took off her shirt and cleaned her up. Zoe went back to play grocery store with everyone else. However, Ben lost it. “No shirt no service” “Mommy she can’t come in the grocery store without a shirt” “Mommy, mommy stop her!” A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
Yesterday, we tried planting some annuals along side the house/driveway. I’ve been talking to the kids about how to plant flowers and the fact that everyone can dig holes, etc. So, the day came. It just didn’t go exactly as planned. Ben threw a fit because Katie was digging by his holes. Izzy was throwing dirt. Zoe was trying to help plant and pull the plants out of their packaging - however unfortunately she ripped many of them off at the stem. Then, of course, the dirt eating started. So that pretty much ended that experience.
Probably the best times that we have are the ones that are not planned out. For some (several) reasons planned activities can be a little stressful. Not only do you have to take into account four very different personalities but the group dynamic as well (which seems to take a life on it’s own). Today’s plan - preschool and a play date at our house. We’re winging the rest.
Beth
Anyone who has multiples should read Parenting School-Age Twins and Multiples. It gives tremendous insight into identity development, etc. It also addresses parental influences into that process. Some times you just don’t realize the impact you are having on your children’s development. One section that struck a nerve with me was on favoritism. I’ve worked very hard to balance my time and attention (however, Ben does get more one on one time - since the girls still nap). But, there are subtle ways it can manifest itself. What I am guilty of is in my mind (as much as I have tried to avoid it) I’ve labeled my children. “The responsible one” “The neat eater” “The aggressive one” “The moody one”, etc. I’ve never come out and said this to them but my thoughts have turned into actions.
I use a double stroller when we go out. Triplet strollers (other than the triple decker - loved it when they were infants) have a whole host of issues. Number one - they tip over easily. Number two - I can’t fit anyone in the middle seat. And the list goes on. I do have a quad stroller but it’s way too heavy for me to lift to use when we go out. So, Ben and Katie walk and hold onto the stroller and Izzy and Zoe ride in it. Obviously, Ben is the oldest and doesn’t really fit in the stroller - so that’s a non-issue. But, Katie is obviously the same age and I have her walk. I have labeled her “the responsible one” “the one that follows instructions and listens”. There was a paragraph in the book from one mother’s experience. She said that she also labeled one of her children “the responsible one”. So, that’s how she treated her twins growing up. The responsible one did in fact turn out to be responsible but the other twin never learned responsibility. The difficulty lies in un-doing what I have done. Getting Katie back in the stroller would be impossible. I do, on occasion, let everyone hold onto the stroller and walk. However, due to their age it can be dangerous, since they do not fully understand the dangers of of parking lots, etc. I just ordered a line leader rope - like the ones they use at preschools where the kids hold onto the loops. We’ll work on that this summer and hopefully strollers will be a distant memory by the fall.
The other thing I know I have to change is the fact that I do not have one on one time with the girls. The book provided me with a healthy dose of mother’s guilt. No matter what your situation is, it seems like mothers also feel they should be doing more for their children. The truth is I do not have uninterrupted one-on-one time with the girls. There is so much that goes on in a day and a week that it is hard to squeeze in some one on one time. I think the girls are ready to understand a chart system. Nothing complex - just each name with a color that rotates. The person on the top of the list gets to go with mommy on an errand (it needs to be out of the house or it really isn’t one on one time - everyone else would be screaming in the background that they want to be included). I’ll have to see how that works.
My husband, Ross, read my blog yesterday and was looking over the website. He was pleased to see a brief mention of him in the last posting. Yes, he does exist.
While on bedrest, it was Ross that made sure our son was cared for, made the meals and ran the household. I couldn’t have done it without him. He’s actively involved in the kids’ lives and is a wonderful husband.
I was reading a new book on parenting school-age multiples. It stated (based on studies) that fathers of multiples are much more involved than their singleton counterparts. Obviously, that varies case by case on both sides. But, Ross has really stepped up to the plate.
So, if his name is not mentioned he still is there, supporting me, caring for the kids, being a wonderful husband.
Beth
The girls are two today. I’ve said it over and over, I just can’t believe how fast time goes by. Looking back, I think of my pregnancy carrying them, how scary it was, not knowing what the outcome would be, being filled with fear with all the unknown possibilities of a triplet pregnancy. Then they came into this world perfect. Katie seemed perturbed that someone woke her up from her sleep. She continued to sleep most of the time for the first few weeks. Now, Katie is very physically active (and probably will be getting rid of her afternoon nap soon). She is the big sister and plays that role well. Zoe (I don’t care whatever anyone says) came into the world with a big smile on her face, happy to be here. She continues to smile and flirt like crazy. Izzy came out kicking and grabbing (yes, grabbing). The nurse that took her over to be weighed was wearing a gold necklace, she got a good hold on it (I know babies shouldn’t be able to do this at this point). Izzy was also kicking so hard, that they almost lost her on the scale. Izzy’s moods are extreme, when she is happy she is really happy, when she is upset she will not look your direction or talk to you for hours. All perfectly healthy, developing on target or ahead in some areas. The fears have given way to hope.
Beth