So the title of my post. Say it out loud. Now, if said correctly, you would basically be saying LOL or "laugh out loud" for the non internet lingo savvy people =) I thought that would be an appropriate title because my life over the past two years has changed SO MUCH that looking back at it, I can't help but laugh. To start off........................I HAD SOME MORE KID(S).
Yep....we wanted our family to grow and so the Lord went ahead and blessed us with 3 little heartbeats on that ultrasound. TRIPLETS?!?! Oh my. Bless my heart. My hands must be so full. I must not sleep ever. Did I plan three? I must had help. Were they natural? How did three fit inside of you? You must be non stop. Welllllll...so those are most of the reactions I get when they see the three. I haven't really ran in to anyone rude about our situation, but trust me they do exist. When I initially found out, I was alone in the doctors office going in after my blood test showed that I indeed was carrying a child. To back track a little....Leimana was totally a whoopsie baby in college haha but the best whoopsie that could've happened =))) At my six week appointment after having her I did NOT want any more children until I figured out how life would be for me and my daughter, so I got mirena. So mirena did its job and made it so I didn't have any kids while on it. HOWEVER it also made sure I didn't have any kids, or made it super super difficult, while off of it as well. After a year of trying, I decided to go to the doctor to see what all was going on. Turns out I have Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome or PCOS. Basically I don't ovulate every month and so the eggs that didn't get released turn in to little cysts on my ovaries. My first appointment showed 6 cysts. 3 on each side. I had no idea what that meant. So my doctor and I worked out a plan to try and trigger ovulation for me since it was happening maybe 2 out of the 12 times a year. I was put on a birth control and at the end of that, I was to take a medication called Clomid to encourage my body to actually release my eggs instead of be little losers and stick with me. WELL it worked and then some.
Literally I was like 10 days pregnant and it showed up on a pregnancy test. I figure my doctor must've known something was up when I was calling him already telling that I got a positive. I can remember the day to a tee. I had a weird feeling going in to the ultrasound. The running joke was that it'd be twin boys just like Stephen's mom. Every time they'd tell me that I'd just say no way jose! So going in to the appointment I was like okay...I'm gonna brace myself for twins because it'd just make sense since Stephen is a twin himself.
From the moment my uterus showed up on the screen I knew this was something different. It also added to the suspense for the fact that the nurse came and grabbed grabbed my arm as if to give me some support for what the doctor was about to tell me. I could see it already. Normally, there's just the one big black spot and then a little peanut in it, which is the baby. Not this one. Whenever he moved it, the black spots would merge together, then separate and then finally....on the screen was 3 black spots with 3 little peanuts in each. I was just 5 weeks along so they were mainly yolk sacs for now. Baby C, Daniel, had yet to come up with a heart beat. The doctor said give it two weeks and we'll look again to see what happens. I can't imagine life without Daniel now. I was so blessed to be able to see that 2 weeks later, there was a very strong heart beat in that sac. I now know what all that meant. It meant that the baby that was in that sac was going to be my heart stopper LOL no, I'm kidding but seriously Daniel is the one who gets me nervous with his lack of fear of anything! Even people! He's going places.
ANYWAY. So I got the news. Confirmed fraternal triplets. I could no longer see my regular OB because I had been put in the "high risk" category pregnancy wise which meant I got to drive 45 minutes every doctor appointment to a Maternal Fetal Medicine(MFM) group to get my check ups and what not. Now originally when I found out there were 3, a little part of me became very sad. But ONLY for the fact that my doctor let me know I was an auto cesarean patient. I knew that and accepted it. Fast forward to my consult with the MFM group. I was 8 weeks along and got to really see my babies move. Not only that, but our loverly Doctor, Dr. Horton, informed us that this is one of the only hospitals with doctors that are totally comfortable being in a position to deliver triplets vaginally. HALLELUJAH. Most people would call me crazy for wanting to do it this way, but I remembered my labor with Leimana and it wasn't too bad so I figured add 2 more and we'd be cool. BTW as I'm typing this, it's 12:07am and I can hear little Stephen just talking up a storm. Go ahead with your bad self Stephen. Just don't cry. =)
Some questions I'd get a lot throughout this pregnancy were:
-So there's really 3 in there huh?
-Where?
-When are you due? Any day I bet......
I loved getting all the questions and still do! I mean, the "sympathy" gets old, but people who are genuinely interested I love giving them the info! So here's some random facts that I can remember.
-I didn't get 3 times as sick....I actually only threw up maybe 10 times....which if you ask a woman who's been pregnant...is pretty good. I mainly had food aversions that wouldn't allow me to eat certain foods or I'd gag like it was a job.
-Some weird cravings I had---SPICE. If you know me, you'd know I hate spicy food....or more like I'm a whimp. However, during this pregnancy I just couldn't get enough! We'd put cayan pepper in saimin and drink the broth. CAYAN PEPPER IS VERY SPICY. Also, the first few weeks of pregnancy my breakfast would consist of: 2 cup of noodles and 4 pickles. I also had a hankering for broccoli cheese soup.
-The worst pain throughout pregnancy would be at night when I'd lay down and go to move my legs. It felt as if a knife was stabbing my pelvis or groin....I learned the term round ligament pain. It became my most hated two words throughout the whole pregnancy.
- I gained.....I honestly don't know. I'll say like 45-50lbs. I *think* I didn't go over 200lbs. Buuuut I didn't get weighed the last week of my pregnancy. Out of sight, out of mind. But yes. I gained the same amount with Leimana.
-Altogether I had 15lb5oz of baby inside of me.
-I went in to preterm labor at 28weeks and put on hospital bedrest for a week....that was the scariest week of my life. ALSO they give you magnesium shots in your butt.
-Florence and I always laugh at how "hard" we thought it was with the 2 girls. LOL can't wait till these guys hit 2. *me being sarcastic*
-I'm so mad at myself for not taking legit weekly pictures to show how big I got. I mean sure, I was a selfie whore with all the bathroom pics I took, but I wish I would have done week by week in same outfit. I'm not sure the exact amount I was measuring....I never asked my OB to check.
-I GOT A LOT OF STRETCHMARKS. Towards the end of the pregnancy, they almost busted open. Even the ultrasound tech was like "those are almost the worst I've seen" thankfully I wasn't the worst so that's nice.
*COOL FACT ALERT*
So like a preggo on house arrest, I thought it' d be cool to go to IKEA. So while in Ikea, we saw another preggo Mom. Note: this ikea is like 45 minutes away from our house in like the opposite direction of the hospital. Anyway, we met a lady who was 9 months preggo. I wasn't due for another month and a half. We talked and wished each other well, knowing the reason we were there was to a) get exercise and b) walk these babies in to position. Come to find out...Florence met her mom in the hallway of the hospital the day I delivered to find out that she delivered same day as me! SMALL WORLD.
Another cool fact. All the children in this house sleep through the night.
So that's my pregnancy. Lots of lounging. Lots of water. Lots of protein. Lots of weight. Lots of coolness. Or actually not because I was biggest in the summer. That was so hot. Literally. I made it to 33 weeks and 3 days which isn't too bad for triplet mamas. The average is 32 weeks so I was glad to have made it past that. I was also glad to get the babies out and meet them and squeeze them(when I could finally hold them).
It's 12:33am. I should stop...BUT I will make this promise. Since Stephen will be gone literally 2 days a week, every week, for the rest of the year....I will blog during those times. Next blog will be my "labor/birth story with the trio"
To end for tonight, I will say this. I am blessed beyond measure. I know there is no way that I could be here if it weren't for my two Fathers. My Heavenly Father and my Earthly Father who just so happens to be in Heaven also =) They have provided me strength when I felt the most alone and have always been there for me to let out my thoughts and feelings to. I'm grateful to be in a marriage where I'm able to stay at home with our children(although I do love adult interaction whenever possible :P) and raise them and be able to see all their milestones. I'll admit I get tired, I feel defeated, sometimes I am envious...............but that all goes away as soon as I get a smile or hear "Mama". The love I have for my children can never be changed. They will always be my #1s(2,3 and 4) lol Here's to a peaceful night where ever you are and who ever you are. Because I swear only me and like 2 other people read this =) and...HERE ARE LIKE 5 SUPER RANDOM PICTURES.
