We went camping this weekend. In a tent. In the woods. In another state. In the mountains. Everyone told me I was crazy for taking my almost-3-year-old triplets on a real camping trip. I told them it’d be fine. It’d be fun. They’d do great.
They were wrong. I was right. It was fun. They did great. It was an AWESOME weekend.
True, camping with three little kids isn’t anything like camping with just adults. They tested my patience. They made their daddy nervous. There was scolding, tears, boo-boos, triplet fights and more than a few repeats of “No!” and “Be careful, please,” and “Don’t touch the itchy leaves!” and “That’s not safe,” but there were no real injuries – not even a scrape requiring a bandage – and there was only one time-out.
At one point, I was fretting to Rob about missing out on one thing or the other simply because of time or logistics or probably just having too many things on my want-to-do list. He stopped me and pointed out all the things we were doing. And all the things we have done.
I’m a dreamer, which is a blessing and a curse. I’m also clearly a do-er, but I have a hard time turning the dream machine off even when I’m in action. I’m always planning my next big conquest, and I tend to get carried away with what I think should be happening next rather than what’s happening now.
One of my biggest fears in becoming a mother of triplets was that our family wouldn’t experience things like singleton families. I made it my goal to keep as many of the the “OMGTRIPLETS?!” hangups from negatively affecting their lives.
Comparing the trips, excursions and outings of my only-child childhood with that of my triplets who aren’t quite three … well, let’s just say I’m fairly sure that if the scales haven’t already tipped in their favor, they’re pretty close to tipping.
Naysayers, fear mongers and my own worries have no chance against my hopes and dreams.
First dermabond is a baby book milestone, right? Toby is a tough guy. Minimal tears!
I'm starting book 67 of 2013, a book recommended by NPR. (I'm short on my 75-book goal. I don't count rereads toward my annual total, but for quantity's sake, I just might break my rule. Cheating? Maybe.)
They get first dibs. #triplets
I had to return 2 library books & accidentally left with another #LibraryHaul to go with the one at home. Oops. Can we say, "addicted?" ❤️
First movie theater experience: check plus plus plus!
Tea, obviously. (I meandered into World Market on Black Friday & ended up being one of the first 100 shoppers. Free mug, huzzah!)
"Come sit on my lap, Buddy!" #triplets #BFF
Real life. My amazing juggling act falters when I'm called to cuddle my sick babies. 2/3 are on the mend, but they're flanking me while I hold the third in my lap. Spot the piles of clean laundry! The forgotten toys! The stalled ornament hanging! The tote
They're impressed with the tree lights. ✨
I found the big-kid ragamuffins wandering the Christmas tree lot, thought they'd look cute in a photo. #latergram #triplets
I might give him a hard time for his Monica Geller approach to life (rubber gloves & perfectly positioned chairs), but Rob does a great job rigging up these lights. I just wonder how creative his swears will be this year.
Jammies, juice, popcorn & movie. Welcome to our weekend. Not pictured: frequent coloring breaks, fevers, occasional vomit & countless boogie wipes.
Before I take my sick self to bed, I have to share the pretty custom necklace I ordered from @meganluvsjewels! Ruby for me, aquamarine for Rob, & citrine for ETC. Merry Christmas to meeeee! #smallbusinesssaturday #smallbizsaturday
They always play like this. #liesalllies #triplets
This magic moment #triplets
I first held Eleanor 3 years ago today. Maybe I shouldn't continue writing about things that happened 3 years ago, but ETC's birthday & #PrematurityAwarenessMonth always make November a month of reflection for me. And to be honest, I still feel the effect
As a kid who sucked her thumb entirely too long, I find Callista's bed-only thumb-sucking habit encouraging. That doesn't mean I don't feel the warm fuzzies when she sneaks in a fix in my view when tired or sick, like today. A mild cold, a sleepy day, a c
"Everybody say, 'Cookies!'" #triplets