Summertime

Well summer has arrived and it’s been a very welcome break from constant illness, dr and hospital visits.

The tinies have, touch wood, not had a single ear infection since June. I think we are onto a winner with this season!

If only I could crack sleeping in the heat. Mine fight it like little demons.

The best tip I’ve received is paddling pool just before nap time and wearing wet vests, worked like a charm! I tried wet muslins, they work if your babies are of the non wiggly variety. The wet top idea was so good I used it myself. Top tip- don’t answer the door to the postman!

Other good tips include a bottle of frozen water (or several) in their room. Lots of fans to blow the air around.

Still living the dream with outdoor activities, painting, bathing, eating… you name it and we do it in the garden. God help the neighbours when we potty train…

 

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Things people say

IMG_7892Well today we all went to pony club, a treat for big brother… he loves having an audience.

We were advised, no fewer than 20 times, that we “have our hands full”. This wasn’t the most popular comment, “I don’t know how you do it” was trotted out, as if on repeat. To which my inner voice shouted everytime, ‘nor do I random stranger, I just get on with it’, whilst saying the same old platitudes, “oh you get used to it” and ” we take it one day at a time”.

But hey at least that day passed with no one telling us that they’d rather be dead than have triplets or that they’d have aborted them. Often folk don’t seem to think before they speak. Although in all honestly I CAN see where they are coming from, it’s not easy. I certainly wouldn’t change it, but nor would I have chosen it. After all I only have two boobs and two hands, once that extra baby is thrown in there it all gets a bit insane!

Mentioning insanity brings to mind some of the other corkers that I’ve heard…

“Were they all born at the same time?”

“Did you have a lot of sex?”

“Do they cry at the same time?”

“Do they sense each other?”

“Do they have the same dad?”

“Were you expecting triplets?”

“Do they run in the family?”

These last two questions seemed completely bizarre to me. Until one day it suddenly clicked that it was a polite way of asking if we’d had IVF, which we were asked more than you’d imagine. Some triplets are an accident of biology, some are an accident of science. Both are natural and amazing occurrences.

I’ve even been told that it must be easier than a singleton, as they entertain each other. To which I replied “No, toddlers really don’t entertain each other”. But the lovely comments are the ones I hold onto, people who tell me how blessed I am, that I am incredibly lucky, what a joy it must be, and of course those who tell me how slim I am! I particularly love those people who tell me I’m far to slim to have triplets.

Often people tell us that their families; 3 under 5, twins and a toddler, 3 dogs ūüėā, are all the same as having triplets. Whilst I don’t deny that these scenarios all have challenges and are difficult, I would disagree that they are the same. It would be nice if we could all agree that our lives are hard without needing to denigrate others difficulties. I have friends with singletons where I think they definitely find things harder than I do. I’d certainly never say to them that my life is harder than theirs. Our job as mums is to support our children, if we can support other mothers then we should. Being a mum is hard, it’s even harder when we aren’t allowed to find things tough due to our own circumstances.

Hint to pregnant mums- get a paddling pool

IMG_3639Very early on in my pregnancy I took on a second PT job in that there London  ( a 2 hour commute). The plan was to put away a little stash for the baby.  However I went for the fateful scan the week before I started.

As I figured I’d be pretty useless I tried to¬†back out¬†of the job, ¬†but to no avail. ¬†Luckiest thing ever! They¬†were so awesome and supportive. They let me have access to a space where I could lay down or nap when I needed to,¬†¬†I could work from home 1 day a week and in general they couldn’t have been more supportive. I still wish I’d been able to do more for them.

Sadly the babies (parasites)  drained my energy, that combined with the hottest summer in my memory meant I was barely able to sit upright.   I spent quite a few days laying in the paddling pool reading reports, with chocolates carefully balanced on my tummy. It must have looked like moby dick studying for final exams!

 

 

Babies, sugar and naps!

That was it, as soon as I knew there was a bona fide reason for naps I TOOK them!

I also ate lots of fruit, like Bounty bars (it’s coconut, that’s one of your five a day). ¬†The babies needed it.

It was truly ridiculous just how tired I was, without sugar I’d have been found slumped snoring over my desk several times a day. I think that Mars 2015 profits were mostly due to my chocolate consumption. Maybe I should have asked them to sponsor my bump!