Today we had to make a Target run to stock up on camp things for my eldest.  He will leave in about a week for Camp Pioneer, a boy scout camp in Arkansas for a whole week's vacation from his siblings and family!  Being a typical pre-teen/tween kinda guy, he has his own little quirks and idiosyncrasies such as his habit of wanting to wear only jeans during the very hot and sweltering Louisiana summers and wearing any t-shirt that he has discovered hanging in his closet such as the very nice, very new yet long sleeved green army shirt that he decided to try and wear out yesterday.  Hmm... I really have to do some convincing and get him to change his wardrobe over to normal summer clothes somehow.  So, off to Target we went, triplets, stroller, 12 year old and all. I did manage to get him to pick out several pairs of very long, what I would label as "Skater" shorts as they are worn way past his knees (skaters wear these in some hopes of not skinning their knees!)...

One of the very first people to give me actual triplet baby advice was one of my nurses from the labor and delivery floor at Schumpert where I delivered.  At the time, the advice seemed a bit, well, dated. After all, I had just given birth and had yet to even meet my tiny trio…Very tiny trio, actually.  I suppose that’s why I filed it in the furthest most depths of my very oxygen deprived mind, never to surface again until one day…  As you all know, we have been in the process of moving for the past three weeks. I know what you’re probably thinking.  How can it possibly take anyone that long to move? Well, as it just so happens, husband is working full-time and has two different shows that he is also working on in his spare time.  Oh, and did I mention that I have triplets? I also have a twelve-year-old too, but he spent this past weekend at Six Flags with his best friend. (What sort of mum would I be if I had said no?)  Basically, knowing all of this (save...

After they were born, the triplets were put into their own little isolette’s in the NICU. Vivienne and Kian shared an area and Kai was right across the walkway. It was observed on many occasions, that when one would cry, the others would answer.  That was just the beginning. Once testing began, if one baby seemed to be getting “Special” treatment, then the other baby’s would find ways to mimic their symptoms so that they would also get special treatment as well. This behavior held true and seemed more predominant with the boys than with Baby Vivienne because she was always babied more than they were and received FAR more attention from literally everybody else's nursies including their own. When Kian started looking a little yellow, he managed to blow his I.V. and they had to put it in the vein in his head.  This meant that he ended up with a huge gauze hat looking contraption that sort of resembled a dunce cap. This ALSO meant that he also got to sun himself under t...

When I first found out that I was having triplets, I set out to find the “What to Expect When You are Having Triplets” guide to my pregnancy. I dunno why, but I automatically just assumed that there would be such a book out there, somewhere. There just HAD to be or so I thought. There are books literally about every other aspect of pregnancy, so naïve little me figured of COURSE this book exists. After all, triplets aren’t all that rare, at least not to me! My very nearly three month’s pregnant self headed out to begin my search for the perfect triplet owner’s manual. I was very optimistic. I waddled into Barnes and Noble and headed back to the baby section. I was very excited and ready to learn as much as I could about what I was going to need to prepare for the arrival of my tiny trio. I skimmed through the shelves in the back, ready to pounce on the triplet section once I found it. I ended up skimming and skimming and skimming. I thought, “This can’t be right.” I wasn’t f...

Today, I made a startling discovery. I was making a run through the Target Toy aisle, looking for any bargains on baby toys, when I ran across the end cap for the new “Shrek the Third” movie. We are “Puss” people, so it’s required that I look for new and better “Puss” toys whenever I see the “Shrek” display. They happened to have several new ones, which is what initially caught my eye. I had seen the trailer and knew that Shrek & Fiona were expecting. Target had baby Shrek toys. I picked up one to check the back to see what all they were coming out with, when I saw IT. The word “Triplet” was there in huge letters, emblazoned across the front of the package. Surely not, I thought. But most assuredly so! Shrek and Fiona are having triplets, hence the “Third” portion of the title! Better yet, they appear to be having two boys and a baby girl just like I have! How nifty is that? My kids will finally have something they can watch that emulates their life! I know what you’re ...

Mornings are very peaceful at my house. Each day I wake up to breakfast in bed. Not you’re usual breakfast mind you, but one for my triplets. My husband gets up for the day and turns on the baby monitor so he can listen for the baby’s to wake up while he gets ready for work each day. Once he hears them begin to stir, he makes their bottles for them and brings them to me in bed. Next, he will deliver my daughter to me for her morning bottle while he picks up both of the boys and lays them side by side on the bed. They usually will all lie in bed with me together and have their bottles while we change them and cuddle and play with them. It’s really the most peaceful way to start off a day. After they eat, the baby’s will sit there and play with each other while they wait their turn to be burped. This is the time when they will usually say and do the silliest things. Each day brings new baby tricks! Kian usually starts his day saying, “I get up! I get up! I got up!” This is ...

When I first told my friends that I was pregnant with triplets (late September was when we found out & they would be due late April if they had proven to be a singleton birth), they promptly decided that I was having a litter of kittens and one actually dared called dibs on the calico one. The first question on everyone’s mind?  What are you going to name them? Well, after finding out the gender of everybody in December, we set about trying to find the perfect names. Of course this all brought to mind something written by T.S. Elliot that seemed appropriate at the time! “The naming of cats is a difficult matter, it just isn’t one of your holiday games; You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter when I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.” Yes, ONLY ME...I know, I know...I had Elliot's “The Naming of Cats” running through the back of my mind constantly. I figured that I might as well be having a litter of kittens. After all, there are three babies in there...