We've been planning the party for months now and for some reason it was like a surgery that I never thought would arrive. Well it's here and I'm struggling. I know, I know-cliche as it may sound- I'm not ready. Here is where I'd like to say, " I'm different!" And claim some newborn forever right because I struggled to get pregnant. But I know all mommas like the momma-ing part the best. Because as hard as those days are when everyone is crying to be held at the same time or when everyone wants to play with the same toy and cannot believe anyone invented the word share or when I wonder , how in the heck did we get here- it's the momma to infants stage that gets us right in the heart.
I feel a little bit crazy not celebrating this major event. I mean, yes we will celebrate and do the birthday up so good- but in my heart the blown out candles are a sad view of days gone. When I think about today and what I was doing two years ago today I laugh a little knowing that little did I know- baby A had plans to make his debut in just five short days. I was feeling good- telling everyone I knew I would push to 35 or maybe 36 weeks. But at 29 weeks and 5 days my crew of three met my eyes and the world got brighter in more ways than I ever knew possible. My mom had died the year before and with so much confusion swirling around- these three- they made perfect sense. I was meant to be a momma and this was proof of "All in His time."
So as everyone is putting out the red, white and blue Memorial Day decorations- I hope you will remember us that day too. When there is so much sadness in our world and so much disaster among us- there is life and celebration- and miracles from above.
Hi, my name is Becki and my triplets turn two in five days.
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