It’s becoming quite the scene to go out in public and I’ve decided the only acceptable thing to ever say to pregnant women is “you look great!” or “you’re all belly” or some variation of those and “let me know if you need any help.” Inappropriate things vary from “you’re about to pop” to “it’s Saturn without the rings.” It does seem that many people have an opinion to share about triplets or twins, like today at Trader Joe’s a woman told me her niece carried triplets till 40 weeks and they were born at 8 lbs each. Um, I’m pretty sure that was a blatant lie since I read this about some record triplets a while back – 22 lbs of baby to 36 weeks. Anyway, despite what you may know about me, this is not a competition I’m trying to win! I’m just trying to take the triplet pregnancy one day at a time. I figure that is good practice for raising triplets too.
So, how are those dudes doing? Well, today they all looked great. They are likely over 3 lbs each – they get a growth estimate next week. I’m doing very well, but had some tests come back that indicate issues to come in the near future, so I was told I may be hospitalized today. The good news is that I wasn’t, I just had to get more blood work and the doctor advised me to rest more, work less, and not swim or do any strenuous exercise. So it’s dog walks only for me.
Is managing 4 dogs under 3 years old similar to managing triplets? Probably not.
Two to six weeks left until they come. We’ll probably never be ready, but at least the nursery is coming together. And, I’m definitely ready to not be pregnant and start the road to recovery!
Super cool glider and poof my mom got for us from West Elm. And a perfectly sized changing table from Pottery Barn Kids courtesy of my Aunts.
Here are the 3 cribs with 3 handmade quilts from my friend Greta and cool decals on the wall from Etsy! Oh yeah, and my giant belly!
Meghan Kelly Teles! 