I remember it as if it were yesterday. The day I found out that I was pregnant was one of the best days of my life. My husband and I had been trying to have a baby for three years. When I thought I had come down with the flu, I never expected the test results that I received.
Getting to tell my husband that we were finally going to be parents, was like no other feeling. We cried and laughed and dreamed. With having gone through many different types of fertility treatments, we knew the possibility of having twins was high.
We got to tell our immediate families that we were expecting and they were all ecstatic. Many of them knew the troubles we had been having and they were over the moon that we were finally moving forward.
We had an appointment for when I was eight weeks pregnant and we were finally going to see our little peanut. Our precious little blessing. I had been sick every day since ten days pregnant. Honestly, I didn’t mind the sickness if it meant we were finally getting our happy ending.
That’s why, when the doctor came in and told us there were three, we were shocked. My husband sat in the room and started to remodel our house, as I started to wonder how I was going to remodel my body to accommodate the three babies they told me I was growing.
I was feeling overly blessed as we left the doctors office that day. We had pictures of our three little blessings and we couldn’t wait to start planning. My mom was in Ireland on a business trip and knew that I was having my doctors appointment. I proceeded to FaceTime her to let her know she was gaining three more grandbabies.
Her face was priceless. I actually thought the screen froze. When she got over the initial shock, she was elated. She was going from four grandbabies to seven all in one shot. We got to call my dad and stop in at my husbands mom’s work. She didn’t believe us until we showed her the sonograms.
We had to wait until I was twelve weeks pregnant to tell anyone that we were having triplets, because the third baby (one of the identical) was at a critical stage of growth. We knew that we had two identical and one fraternal, but we decided that we didn’t want to know what their sexes were.
There aren’t many things that are a surprise in life. Finding out we were having triplets was a surprise, but we didn’t want to know the sex of one baby, what would be the difference with two more? Their sex wouldn’t prepare us more as parents so we stuck to our original plan.
In my next blog, I’m going to go over all of the things I heard from strangers throughout my triplet pregnancy. Things you probably would never think to say to a pregnant woman let alone one who is carrying three children.
This is just the beginning of the story! I can’t wait to tell you the in’s and out’s of our experience with our high risk doctors. We got to see our babies every two weeks and toward the end, we got to see them every week! I made it to thirty two weeks and six days of pregnancy when our little bundles decided to join us!
I’ll go through my labor and delivery story (you won’t want to miss that) and also through our five week NICU stay! This is all from a positive but truthful point of view. If you’re looking for someone who will complain about the cards they were dealt, you won’t find that here! I absolutely love my crazy life and wouldn’t have it any other way!
Not Just A Triplet Mom 