We spent this past weekend at a hotel with Nate's family for his parents' 40th wedding anniversary. 40 years! It is so amazing to me that both his parents and mine are still happily married. It's a great blessing to have good examples of what marriage should look like. We've only been married 6 years, but the past 2 have shown us some incredible challenges. That's a whole post of it's own! With such great examples to follow we haven't fallen apart, but come closer together.
Back to the weekend...
We left Friday afternoon after the boys had a nap and a bath (something Nate is taking over now that my belly get in the way of the tub!) They did great in the car, slept great in their pack and plays and were just really well behaved all weekend. I was so nervous that they wouldn't cooperate, but they were terrific. We had a blast! It was so much fun being together all weekend and seeing family. We came home Sunday late afternoon after having lunch with friends who live near where we stayed. It was FAR less work to go away this time. When we went to Indianapolis last year we had to do a lot more prep work. Thankfully as they get older it gets easier. We, of course, still get stopped constantly to ask if they are triplets and a host of other questions follow. The one that takes the cake for this weekend was, "So, who's getting fixed after this baby comes?". I'm not kidding. A perfect stranger asked this. I almost choked on my food. It turns out her son is a urologist so she was going to refer us to him. I politely told her we don't live in the area while secretly thinking, "Are you serious?!?". Something tells me her urologist son would be mortified to find out his mother is drumming up business in the local TGI Fridays. I think it's time for me to write the "what not to say to parents of multiples" blog. That's coming soon, I just need to find the right words.
All in all it was a great weekend. I did a lot of checking and double checking about what we were eating in order to avoid an allergic reaction for Noah. There were few moments of toddler attitude, which are many at right now in our house-including Noah saying, "Mommy, come!" when he wants something and Reese gently laying down flat on his face on the driveway when he's told "No". Oh boys...
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Friday, May 10, 2013
The age of the owie
It has been simply amazing watching these 3 little boys grow and develop right before my eyes. They've gone from babies to toddlers in the blink of an eye. Lately they've been doing a lot of "growing up" and I love seeing how happy they are to learn new things.
We've reached the age where they are obsessed with owies. Aiden especially loves to pull up his pant legs and point out every scratch, scab and scrape and says, "owie", with each point of the finger. Yesterday I burned my hand and had an ice pack on it. That led to lots of kisses for my owie. So sweet. :) Aiden is also our no fear child. He decided he should be old enough to just walk off of a step instead of turning around to go down on his belly or holding our hand. He made it at first, but then fell pretty hard. He will break a bone at a young age. Mark my words.
They are also really into singing and counting. Reese can easily count to 10 and sings his abc's. The letters get a little jumbled at l,m,n,o. He's very much our child who studies everything and learns from observation. He studies me when I sing so that he can learn a song. He sings "Row, row, row" and "Jesus Loves Me" a lot too. Some words are not even close, but it's the best sound to hear his little voice singing. He loves to do puzzles, read and do anything academic. It makes a teacher's heart happy!
Their vocabulary is really beginning to increase now as well. They pretend to drink coffee and can say it, although sometimes it comes out with p's instead of f's. Noah is definitely our most verbal at this point. He repeats everything. One day I got into the van and from the back heard, "Hi, mama" in his sweetest voice. That same day I said, "Hi, honey" and he repeated it back. Melt. my. heart. Most recently he's started saying, "Please, Mama!" which Reese then picked up. All day long that's what I hear. I love it! They also ask me to "rock baby" which means to rock them in the rocking chair and sing to them.
Yesterday morning I went to get them out of bed and Noah and Reese were laying at the ends of the their beds holding hands through the bars. When I got them up all 3 of them were hugging and kissing each other like they hadn't seen each other in weeks. It was a nice change from the "Mine!" and the hitting that tend to go on more often.
All of this has reminded me to never take for granted how special it is to have triplets. I sometimes forget how incredible it is, because to me it's normal life. I also have to constantly remind myself how fortunate we are that none of them have any delays. As a matter of fact they are ahead in many ways. Today I am 32 weeks and 5 days pregnant. That is when the boys were born. That thought is not lost on me. I am amazed to think that they were so early and did so well. Praise the Lord for 3 little miracles! I was often told how much of a miracle it was that someone my size and my age (that I was very young) got pregnant with and carried triplets as far as I did. A miracle they are.
We've reached the age where they are obsessed with owies. Aiden especially loves to pull up his pant legs and point out every scratch, scab and scrape and says, "owie", with each point of the finger. Yesterday I burned my hand and had an ice pack on it. That led to lots of kisses for my owie. So sweet. :) Aiden is also our no fear child. He decided he should be old enough to just walk off of a step instead of turning around to go down on his belly or holding our hand. He made it at first, but then fell pretty hard. He will break a bone at a young age. Mark my words.
They are also really into singing and counting. Reese can easily count to 10 and sings his abc's. The letters get a little jumbled at l,m,n,o. He's very much our child who studies everything and learns from observation. He studies me when I sing so that he can learn a song. He sings "Row, row, row" and "Jesus Loves Me" a lot too. Some words are not even close, but it's the best sound to hear his little voice singing. He loves to do puzzles, read and do anything academic. It makes a teacher's heart happy!
Their vocabulary is really beginning to increase now as well. They pretend to drink coffee and can say it, although sometimes it comes out with p's instead of f's. Noah is definitely our most verbal at this point. He repeats everything. One day I got into the van and from the back heard, "Hi, mama" in his sweetest voice. That same day I said, "Hi, honey" and he repeated it back. Melt. my. heart. Most recently he's started saying, "Please, Mama!" which Reese then picked up. All day long that's what I hear. I love it! They also ask me to "rock baby" which means to rock them in the rocking chair and sing to them.
Yesterday morning I went to get them out of bed and Noah and Reese were laying at the ends of the their beds holding hands through the bars. When I got them up all 3 of them were hugging and kissing each other like they hadn't seen each other in weeks. It was a nice change from the "Mine!" and the hitting that tend to go on more often.
All of this has reminded me to never take for granted how special it is to have triplets. I sometimes forget how incredible it is, because to me it's normal life. I also have to constantly remind myself how fortunate we are that none of them have any delays. As a matter of fact they are ahead in many ways. Today I am 32 weeks and 5 days pregnant. That is when the boys were born. That thought is not lost on me. I am amazed to think that they were so early and did so well. Praise the Lord for 3 little miracles! I was often told how much of a miracle it was that someone my size and my age (that I was very young) got pregnant with and carried triplets as far as I did. A miracle they are.
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