Today marks one year since we first learned we were going to be the parents of triplets. An unbelievable amount of things have happened in the last year, yet the only way I can believe this is actually our life is that I can hear my three little munchkins babbling in their cribs instead of taking a nap right now. Oh, and the evidence is everywhere you look in our living room.

It’s also World Prematurity Day, which is kind of a fun coincidence.

If you’re a triplet mom reading this, how far along were you when you found out? What was your reaction? The first day I was scared/shocked/nervous/and a teeny bit excited but mostly terrified.

Today is World Prematurity Day, a day to bring awareness to the incredible number of babies born too soon around the world and to celebrate the miracles who are still with us and those who we wish were here. This post might sound a little sappy, but that’s just how I am when it comes to this subject. I didn’t even know this, but 1 IN 8 babies are born prematurely in the United States, and 13 million are born prematurely worldwide every year. Three of them are mine, and I’m beyond blessed that organizations like the March of Dimes has worked so hard to make sure that I had the pregnancy care I needed and that the babies got the NICU care that kept them alive.

The five weeks that Oliver, Zoey and Quinn spent in the hospital were thankfully without drama or any major health scares, but it was still the most difficult experience of my life. No mother dreams of the day her baby is born and imagines not getting to hold the little life that lived inside of her right away, or of waiting hours and sometimes even days before laying eyes on their baby, and then only seeing them for a couple of hours at a time. Its a hard road, but it is made easier knowing that your babies are in the incredible care of doctors and nurses who know how to take care of them.

Oliver was 4 lbs, 6 oz at birth. At 8 months he weighs about 19 lbs.
Zoey was 3 lbs, 10 oz at birth. At 8 months she weighs about 17 lbs.
Quinn was 3 lbs, 8 oz at birth. At 8 months she also weighs about 17 lbs.

I’m eternally grateful to our gracious God in heaven for His work in the hearts and minds of His people on earth who kept my little three and four pound babies healthy and thriving. Everywhere we go someone inevitably asks if they were born early and when I answer yes they exclaim how big and healthy they look. Its a continual reminder that they are here by the grace of God.

Please take a few minutes and check out the March of Dimes website and pray for all of the families who have lost a child, or children, and for those who currently have babies in the NICU.

You can read posts about our NICU experience here.

October and November are by far my favorite months of the year. The weather is finally nice enough for us to go on walks every day and play outside and knowing Thanksgiving is just a few weeks away is just too exciting. We went to the Dallas Arboretum last weekend for some photo ops, and even though the babies weren’t too into it we got some cute pictures.

And fall also means football season! Though we honestly don’t watch it much, we still like to show some school spirit.

For their first Halloween they were Triplets Neapolitan. My little sweeties

With some sass thrown in for good measure.