Multiples Class

This weekend was our multiples class at the hospital. We learned so much and met several other triplet people, so I think it was a big success. We both came away from it feeling better. Much more capable and hopeful. We also were able to tour the NICU a little bit and I have to say that was the biggest relief. I was not really looking forward to the tour, because what I have seen on TLC scared me. But this NICU is much home-ier. It has carpet and rocking chairs and looked much more welcoming. I still don’t want our babies there, but I will be much more comfortable if it comes to that.

The worst part of the class was a video of a completely natural twin birth. That lady was tough. I mean beyond tough. Like army rangers and navy seals would look like little crybabies next to her. I am glad that triplets have scheduled c-sections. With lots of drugs and professional care.

We now have a lot better idea of the actual stuff we need and the stuff we don’t need. The teacher and the other older moms were very clear about not needing three of everything. Like, you don’t need three swings and bouncy seats and stuff. Just cribs and car seats and things like that. So that was a big relief. The thought of buying three swings, bouncy seats, pack-and-plays, exersaucers, etc… was a little daunting.

The best part of the whole weekend was after the class when Starbucks accidentally gave me a regular Americano instead of decaf. I haven’t felt that good in months. I went off caffeine in July and haven’t even had chocolate since August, so this was the first jolt I have had in a long time. It rocked. We were able to visit my parents, grocery shop, hang out at home, cook appetizers and dinner, watch a movie and just be together and laugh. We haven’t had that nice an afternoon in a looong time. It really gives me hope for when I hit the second trimester.

In bump news, I am totally unable to hide my tummy! This weekend was really the first time it was obvious that I was pregnant and not just bloaty. I still think I was the smallest in the class, but I was a week behind the other closest person and she had already had one baby, so she was bigger. I still can’t even fathom how big I will be with three babies. They are still only two and a half inches at this point, so they have a long way to go. I was telling Tim last night that I can begin to see how putting on socks will become physically impossible at some point. I hope my Uggs clogs still fit by then.