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Triplet Fun

So here’s the thing. I could continue sitting around feeling sorry for myself about the whole triplet thing forever. I can mope and weep about the whole reduction discussion, when I know darned well what I’m going to do (or not do, as the case may be). I can sit here seething about the fact that I have triplets, or I can suck it up and admit that, you know, triplets… that’s kind of cool. Aside from the terrifyingly scary parts, of course. I mean, if I look far off into the future and I imagine my healthy toddler triplets or my romping six year old triplets, or my very expensive college-bound triplets… totally nifty. So that’s it. I’ve decided to stop moping (until such time as I decide I want to wallow again, and that’s my perogative, so there!).

Meanwhile, I may as well admit how much fun I can have with the whole triplet thing. I mean, seriously, I get all this fun to dream up lots of embarrassing names to torture my kids with:

  • Huey, Duey, and Louie
  • Larry, Curly, & Moe
  • Peter, Paul, and Mary
  • John Paul, George, and Ringo (yes, one kid gets a middle name and the others don’t. Unless, you know, it turns out I really have QUADS and boy could I seriously have fun with naming Quads!)
  • Thing One, Thing, Two, and Thing Three (okay, there’s really no Thing Three in Dr. Seuss’s version, but don’t you think there should be?)
  • Tweddle Dee, Tweedle Dum, and Tweedle Dim (yeah, Lewis Carroll is rolling in his grave… sue me)
  • Athos, Porthos, and Aramis (The Three Musketeers)
  • Bob, Nick and Dave (of the Kingston Trio… A stretch, I realize, and I had to look their names up on Wikipedia and I can’t even say I really know any Kingston Trio songs, so it’s not like I’m their biggest fan or anything…)
  • Johan, Ludwig, and Johannes (See, I was going for the whole “Three B’s” thing… you know, Bach, Beethoven, and Brahms? But it’s mighty inconvenient that Bach and Brahms have such similar first names…)
  • Placido, Jose, and Luciano (get it? The Three Tenors! I’ve got the whole music theme going for me)
  • Harry, Ron, and Hermione

OR I could have fun with initials:

  • Maya, Adam, and Daniel (MAD)
  • Walter, Edward and Thomas (WET)
  • Thomas Richard, Irene, and Patricia (TRIP… yes again with the whole middle name thing… quads REALLY would be so much more convenient for the whole naming convention thing)

Um. I had lots of others. But they are escaping me. And seriously, this post was funnier before I squashed it with my bad mood yesterday. But, all kidding aside, how many moms-to-be get to dream up such torturous names for their future kids? I gotta say, I’m pretty darned lucky.

Speaking of lucky… think about this… I could have decaplets, or dodecaplets, and boy wouldn’t THAT suck! Triplets, well, triplets sound positively easy now that I’ve contemplated nonuplets and higher.

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A mixed day

Today was an okay day. Pregnancy-wise, I can’t complain. I kept food down almost all day until dinner time, and that’s quite the achievement. I’m exhausted, but that’s so all-pervasive I almost don’t notice anymore. And I didn’t spend all day angst-ridden over the whole reduction thing. Because really, unless the second opinion doctor says to me on Thursday, “Oh my god! If you carry triplets, you’ve got a 95% chance of dying!” I’m not inclined to consider reduction at this point. It feels wrong. I’ve weighed all the relevant studies I can find. I’ve considered the percentages. I’ve considered the objective evidence I’ve got and the medical opinions I’ve received. Things come out fairly balanced. There are good reasons to reduce. There are good reasons not to. But that leaves me with my intuition. And something doesn’t FEEL right about reduction. Mind you, I don’t think it’s the wrong answer for everyone, but I just don’t feel like it’s the right answer for me.

My day would have been better, except the last several days have been full of depressing, horrifying bits of news. I’m sure most of you heard about the shooting at VA Tech today. The weather has been wonky and we’ve got a big branch down in our yard. On Friday a close friend lost his brother in a tragic suicide. A member of my synagogue who is in her forties with two children collapsed yesterday with a brain aneurysm and has been in surgery for the better part of 24 hours. There’s so much loss surrounding me and although I’m not generally a weepy person, I just about broke down in tears today over nothing more than the fact that I am overwhelmed by all the sadness around me.

I had a kind of funny post about the triplet thing, but it just doesn’t seem right just now. I feel lost and sad and being funny doesn’t seem appropriate right now. Maybe tomorrow. For now, I’m going to take a Zofran/Codeine cocktail (I have had a migraine for hours, but I didn’t keep down my last dose of codeine so it hasn’t abated at all). Then I’m going to bed. I hope you all have had better days than me.

Update:
I really am feeling better. A decent night’s sleep did a lot of good. I’m still a bit overwhelmed by all the tragedy that seems to be swimming around, but I’m not taking it out on the world anymore. Why, I’m so incredibly optimistic this morning that I might even risk trying to eat a bagel before I leave for work (which I’m already late for)!

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A mixed day

Today was an okay day. Pregnancy-wise, I can't complain. I kept food down almost all day until dinner time, and that's quite the achievement. I'm exhausted, but that's so all-pervasive I almost don't notice anymore. And I didn't spend all day angst-ridden over the whole reduction thing. Because really, unless the second opinion doctor says to me on Thursday, "Oh my god! If you carry triplets, you've got a 95% chance of dying!" I'm not inclined to consider reduction at this point. It feels wrong. I've weighed all the relevant studies I can find. I've considered the percentages. I've considered the objective evidence I've got and the medical opinions I've received. Things come out fairly balanced. There are good reasons to reduce. There are good reasons not to. But that leaves me with my intuition. And something doesn't FEEL right about reduction. Mind you, I don't think it's the wrong answer for everyone, but I just don't feel like it's the right answer for me.

My day would have been better, except the last several days have been full of depressing, horrifying bits of news. I'm sure most of you heard about the shooting at VA Tech today. The weather has been wonky and we've got a big branch down in our yard. On Friday a close friend lost his brother in a tragic suicide. A member of my synagogue who is in her forties with two children collapsed yesterday with a brain aneurysm and has been in surgery for the better part of 24 hours. There's so much loss surrounding me and although I'm not generally a weepy person, I just about broke down in tears today over nothing more than the fact that I am overwhelmed by all the sadness around me.

I had a kind of funny post about the triplet thing, but it just doesn't seem right just now. I feel lost and sad and being funny doesn't seem appropriate right now. Maybe tomorrow. For now, I'm going to take a Zofran/Codeine cocktail (I have had a migraine for hours, but I didn't keep down my last dose of codeine so it hasn't abated at all). Then I'm going to bed. I hope you all have had better days than me.

Update:
I really am feeling better. A decent night's sleep did a lot of good. I'm still a bit overwhelmed by all the tragedy that seems to be swimming around, but I'm not taking it out on the world anymore. Why, I'm so incredibly optimistic this morning that I might even risk trying to eat a bagel before I leave for work (which I'm already late for)!

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Triplet Fun

So here's the thing. I could continue sitting around feeling sorry for myself about the whole triplet thing forever. I can mope and weep about the whole reduction discussion, when I know darned well what I'm going to do (or not do, as the case may be). I can sit here seething about the fact that I have triplets, or I can suck it up and admit that, you know, triplets… that's kind of cool. Aside from the terrifyingly scary parts, of course. I mean, if I look far off into the future and I imagine my healthy toddler triplets or my romping six year old triplets, or my very expensive college-bound triplets… totally nifty. So that's it. I've decided to stop moping (until such time as I decide I want to wallow again, and that's my perogative, so there!).

Meanwhile, I may as well admit how much fun I can have with the whole triplet thing. I mean, seriously, I get all this fun to dream up lots of embarrassing names to torture my kids with:

  • Huey, Duey, and Louie
  • Larry, Curly, & Moe
  • Peter, Paul, and Mary
  • John Paul, George, and Ringo (yes, one kid gets a middle name and the others don't. Unless, you know, it turns out I really have QUADS and boy could I seriously have fun with naming Quads!)
  • Thing One, Thing, Two, and Thing Three (okay, there's really no Thing Three in Dr. Seuss's version, but don't you think there should be?)
  • Tweddle Dee, Tweedle Dum, and Tweedle Dim (yeah, Lewis Carroll is rolling in his grave… sue me)
  • Athos, Porthos, and Aramis (The Three Musketeers)
  • Bob, Nick and Dave (of the Kingston Trio… A stretch, I realize, and I had to look their names up on Wikipedia and I can't even say I really know any Kingston Trio songs, so it's not like I'm their biggest fan or anything…)
  • Johan, Ludwig, and Johannes (See, I was going for the whole "Three B's" thing… you know, Bach, Beethoven, and Brahms? But it's mighty inconvenient that Bach and Brahms have such similar first names…)
  • Placido, Jose, and Luciano (get it? The Three Tenors! I've got the whole music theme going for me)
  • Harry, Ron, and Hermione

OR I could have fun with initials:

  • Maya, Adam, and Daniel (MAD)
  • Walter, Edward and Thomas (WET)
  • Thomas Richard, Irene, and Patricia (TRIP… yes again with the whole middle name thing… quads REALLY would be so much more convenient for the whole naming convention thing)

Um. I had lots of others. But they are escaping me. And seriously, this post was funnier before I squashed it with my bad mood yesterday. But, all kidding aside, how many moms-to-be get to dream up such torturous names for their future kids? I gotta say, I'm pretty darned lucky.

Speaking of lucky… think about this… I could have decaplets, or dodecaplets, and boy wouldn't THAT suck! Triplets, well, triplets sound positively easy now that I've contemplated nonuplets and higher.

Read Full Post »