I was going to write this post all about the people I encounter on a daily basis, the rude, the kind, the stares, the pointing....feeling like a bit of a freak. But, I've decided not to dwell on the negative at this time. I want to tell you how lucky I am. How lucky I am to have my babies.
A year ago I asked you all to pray, send love and thoughts to my friend in the states. At 3 days ahead of me, carrying triplets as her first babies, we had a great connection. For whatever reason - God, fate, mother nature being unkind, she did not get to keep her babies. The anniversary of Ryker, Tommy and MaryElizabeth's birth and death is tomorrow. And I sit here with tears streaming down my face thinking of my friends pain.
So, MF, this one is dedicated to you. You and your beautiful angel babies who were too sweet for this earth.
I am lucky to have healthy babies. 2 + 3 = 5 babies.
I am lucky to watch them grow, learn and adore the world around them.
I am lucky to look up from preparing dinner to 3 sets of eyes watching my every move.
I am lucky to feel a little hand grab my leg and try to pull herself up.
I am lucky to wipe up 7 little wee's during nappy free time, just after I have mopped.
I am lucky to strip Ailah's filthy 'commando crawling' clothes off at the end of the day.
I am lucky to watch my older children play, shriek and laugh at the antics of their 3 younger siblings.
I am lucky to shovel endless amounts of food into their hungry little mouths.
I am lucky to wait patiently (most times) while they guzzle down my breastmilk.
I am lucky to clean 3 high chairs 4 times a day.
I am lucky to have survived Isaac's incessant screaming as a small baby - he's now the happiest one.
I am lucky to have children that sleep really well - most times.
I am lucky to watch endless teeth appearing through swollen gums.
I am lucky to rinse out pooey nappies (remind me of this when I complain).
I am lucky to watch 3 babies laugh when I do a fake, exaggerated sneeze.
I am lucky to watch Dylan happily play by himself without a care in the world.
I am lucky to hear soft snoring from them all night long.
I am lucky to see 3 little heads snap around when I walk through the door.
I am lucky.
Many others are not. And not just those who have lost triplets. To all the mums who have angel babies, my heart breaks for you. Sometimes I complain about being tired, or wanting more 'me' time, or just complain - but I, and others, need to take a breath and think - I am lucky - my children are here.
Thank you for reminding me.