15 MORE DAYS!!!

We are thrilled that there are only 15 more days of the RSV season. The weather is gorgeous and we are counting down the days until we can resume somewhat more of a "normal" life (can you even say having triplets is normal?). anyway, we have lots of plans for the remaining days in April to help pass the days. We have the spring time Mothers of Multiples garage sale this week (how exciting), a nine month doctor's check-up, birthday get-togethers for Grandma Joyce, the dedication class at Mars Hill in preparation for the girls' dedication in May, a get-together with friends from DAB, an Early On assessment (recommended by the NICU when the girls were born just to check in where they are in regards to development) and bathroom remodeling work each Saturday.

Plus with the great weather, we plan on taking lots of walks to help with the fussy times. Although, last night we took a walk during the fussy time and Samantha cried almost half of the way home, which of course got the other two crying. It was horrible. We were at least a mile from home and there was no way to comfort all three of them. Thad ended up running them home and coming back in the t.u.v. to pick me up. Not fun!!! I'm not exactly sure what the crying was all about. We walk like that all the time but something was not quite right. Our theory is that Samantha rubbed sunscreen into her eyes because she kept rubbing her eyes when she was crying. Eventually we think the tears from crying cleaned it out. But that is just a guess ~ who knows?!

We get the craziest comments when we walk. We of course draw attention ~ it's not everyday you see triplets, right? So some of the comments we have come to expect are:

• "What are they?" (to which, I am tempted to say "babies")
• "Wow, you must be busy!"
• "Do you get help?"
• "How do you do it?"
• "You must be tired!"
• "Three babies and a dog; wow, your house must be busy!"
• "I can't believe you are able to get out and about."

But then there are the comments that totally catch us by surprise:

• "Aw, look at the cute puppies!" (WHAT is that all about?!)
• "What were you guys thinking?" (And that?! As if we had any control over this situation or had triplets on purpose?)
• "It sure would be nice to be pushed around like that." (I don't even know how to respond to that.)
• "Oh look, they are all sleeping!"... this person actually yells into their faces..."Oh, not anymore, I guess now they are awake." (are you kidding me?)

We are convinced one of these days our walk will cause an accident. People actually slow down when they are driving and roll down their windows to make comments and ask if they are triplets. We have seen many near accidents and hold our breath every time bracing for impact. I don't mean to complain. I am thankful that we live in a friendly community and I enjoy interacting with people but you feel on display all the time and get so much attention it can be a challenge. I told Thad I want a naked person to walk on the opposite side of the street as us and see who draws more attention (I know the volunteers are going to start flooding in!). I bet we still would draw more attention!

Grandmas are a lifesaver. It seems like whenever I get to my breaking point (which is unfortunately quite often), one of the grandmas shows up and gives me the boost I need. It is amazing. They both see what needs to be done and silently do it. I will find the dishwasher unloaded and laundry put away and think when did that happen? It is so uplifting. The girls (of course) love them too, so it is also helpful getting a breather while they entertain them.

samantha thinks it is funny to put the bucket on her head ~ that is until she can't figure out how to get it off and then gets upset.

keegan has figured out how to crawl ~ except she can only crawl backwards!!! so she often ends up under the couch and cannot figure out how to move forward.

our upstairs bathroom project. we are replacing the plumbing and doing electrical work (adding a bath fan/light combo and many more outlets in preparation for three teenage girls primping!)