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My team is 1/3 of the way toward meeting our March of Dimes March for Babies fundraising goal. We need your help to support this important organization. CLICK HERE TO DONATE OR SIGN UP TO WALK WITH US.

Many of you know about the great work and research that is supported by the March of Dimes. This year, the March of Dimes is celebrating its 75th Anniversary. Founded by Franklin Roosevelt in 1938 to find a cure for Polio, the March of Dimes succeeded in its original mission, and since then has focused on finding the cause of prematurity and elimating birth defects. The March of Dimes is working toward a world in which all babies are born healthy.

All four of our beautiful and miraculous children were born premature. We were lucky to have generally good outcomes, but much of the medical science that kept my babies healthy before and after birth came from research supported by the March of Dimes. We are indebted to the March of Dimes and feel strongly about giving back to this wonderful organization.

With that in mind, our family will be walking in the annual March for Babies event on April 25th. Please consider supporting our fundraising efforts for this important and valuable organization.

Please help by donating or signing up to walk today!

The mission of March of Dimes is to improve the health of babies by preventing birth defects, premature birth, and infant mortality.

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Yesterday was the March of Dimes March for Babies. I was originally told it was a 4.7 mile walk, but it turned out to only be a 4.2 mile walk. Since I was pushing 150 pounds of stroller and baby, the 1/2 mile savings was a welcome one. Thanks to the support of my wonderful friends, family, and friends inside the computer, I exceeded my original $500 goal, and then even exceeded my lofty $1000 goal and raised nearly $1100 for the March of Dimes. How awesome is that!

Seth and I got up bright and early (well, no earlier than usual) and fed babies, and got everyone dressed up in little jogging suits:

(L-R: Abby, Ellie, & Sam)

We packed up the car, packed up the babies, and drove off to the site to register. I met up with Mel and her husband and kiddos there and the rest of the team I was walking with and sat down to feed babies one more time before the walk (Mel had been kind enough to meet us there early so she could help feed one of the babies… we’ve got more babies than we do arms these days… best quote of the day came from her husband: “Are we seriously here this early so that you can feed a baby?” and Mel‘s quip back, “Yes, we sure are!”).

Mel admitted to me at the beginning of the walk that she takes shortcuts on the walk. Really? You can do that? Ohmygosh! I didn’t really think I’d want to take a shortcut, except that right at the start of the walk, we went up a long hill. And it kept going. And going. And did I mention the 150 pounds of stroller I was pushing? I wanted to die. And so when we came to a traffic circle, Seth said, “Hey you wanna cut through the middle of it?”
And I said, “Yeah, I totally do, but that would be cheating, wouldn’t it?”
Mel looked at me and said, “So you wanna do it?”
“Totally, let’s go!”
So through the traffic circle we went. It didn’t cut much distance out, to be honest, but suddenly, the walk felt doable. It probably helped that after that point, the walk was on level ground except for one other smallish hill. I felt some guilt for the short cut, except hello? 150 pounds of stroller! And truly, we were walking to raise money for the March of Dimes, and we accomplished that. We weren’t walking to torture ourselves. The torture was just a bonus.

We were so lucky that the weather was absolutely gorgeous, in the mid-60’s to low-70s and breezy. I had Mel to talk to along the way.

We got a lot of attention with our monstrosity of a triplet stroller, of course. But it was all positive; not one person asked if my triplets were natural. Instead, people asked, “How far did you make it? 33 weeks? That’s great!” They asked how long Sam, Ellie, and Abby were in the NICU. They asked how long I was on bed rest. They congratulated us for making it so far. They told us how proud they were of us and our accomplishments already. They said, “keep up the good work.” People didn’t ask us about the conception of our children, they asked us about how our babies came into the world and about their lives.

Even more importantly, people shared their own stories with us. “How early were your triplets? I had identical twins born 3 months early 35 years ago… they didn’t make it. But I’m here today walking for Lucas who was born at 24 weeks and he just turned a year old last month and he’s doing great!” one woman shared with me. I wanted to cry for her. I’m not sure, even 35 years after the fact, that I could do this walk after such a horrific loss.

Yesterday I walked for the March of Dimes. I walked to raise money for an organization that touched my life and quite possibly saved my babies’ lives. I walked to thank them for the healthy start they helped give to Sam, Ellie and Abby. I walked to remember the babies that were lost this year. Lennox, and Zoe. Jack. Sweet Zoe Rose. And so many more.

We had to cut out the last mile of the walk because Abby was throwing an absolute fit (she’s teething) and I felt a little guilty, but also incredibly lucky… I was lucky enough to have a healthy, thriving baby who was here throwing a fit. Not everyone can say that. Some people were walking in memory of their babies, not pushing their babies, and I was keenly aware of that. When I found out I was pregnant with triplets, never did I take for granted that a year later I would actually be pushing a stroller filled with babies… but look how lucky I am!

Thank you to everyone for all of your support. We’ll definitely be doing this walk again next year, hopefully with an even loftier goal.

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Yesterday was the March of Dimes March for Babies. I was originally told it was a 4.7 mile walk, but it turned out to only be a 4.2 mile walk. Since I was pushing 150 pounds of stroller and baby, the 1/2 mile savings was a welcome one. Thanks to the support of my wonderful friends, family, and friends inside the computer, I exceeded my original $500 goal, and then even exceeded my lofty $1000 goal and raised nearly $1100 for the March of Dimes. How awesome is that!

Seth and I got up bright and early (well, no earlier than usual) and fed babies, and got everyone dressed up in little jogging suits:

(L-R: Abby, Ellie, & Sam)

We packed up the car, packed up the babies, and drove off to the site to register. I met up with Mel and her husband and kiddos there and the rest of the team I was walking with and sat down to feed babies one more time before the walk (Mel had been kind enough to meet us there early so she could help feed one of the babies… we've got more babies than we do arms these days… best quote of the day came from her husband: "Are we seriously here this early so that you can feed a baby?" and Mel's quip back, "Yes, we sure are!").

Mel admitted to me at the beginning of the walk that she takes shortcuts on the walk. Really? You can do that? Ohmygosh! I didn't really think I'd want to take a shortcut, except that right at the start of the walk, we went up a long hill. And it kept going. And going. And did I mention the 150 pounds of stroller I was pushing? I wanted to die. And so when we came to a traffic circle, Seth said, "Hey you wanna cut through the middle of it?"
And I said, "Yeah, I totally do, but that would be cheating, wouldn't it?"
Mel looked at me and said, "So you wanna do it?"
"Totally, let's go!"
So through the traffic circle we went. It didn't cut much distance out, to be honest, but suddenly, the walk felt doable. It probably helped that after that point, the walk was on level ground except for one other smallish hill. I felt some guilt for the short cut, except hello? 150 pounds of stroller! And truly, we were walking to raise money for the March of Dimes, and we accomplished that. We weren't walking to torture ourselves. The torture was just a bonus.

We were so lucky that the weather was absolutely gorgeous, in the mid-60's to low-70s and breezy. I had Mel to talk to along the way.

We got a lot of attention with our monstrosity of a triplet stroller, of course. But it was all positive; not one person asked if my triplets were natural. Instead, people asked, "How far did you make it? 33 weeks? That's great!" They asked how long Sam, Ellie, and Abby were in the NICU. They asked how long I was on bed rest. They congratulated us for making it so far. They told us how proud they were of us and our accomplishments already. They said, "keep up the good work." People didn't ask us about the conception of our children, they asked us about how our babies came into the world and about their lives.

Even more importantly, people shared their own stories with us. "How early were your triplets? I had identical twins born 3 months early 35 years ago… they didn't make it. But I'm here today walking for Lucas who was born at 24 weeks and he just turned a year old last month and he's doing great!" one woman shared with me. I wanted to cry for her. I'm not sure, even 35 years after the fact, that I could do this walk after such a horrific loss.

Yesterday I walked for the March of Dimes. I walked to raise money for an organization that touched my life and quite possibly saved my babies' lives. I walked to thank them for the healthy start they helped give to Sam, Ellie and Abby. I walked to remember the babies that were lost this year. Lennox, and Zoe. Jack. Sweet Zoe Rose. And so many more.

We had to cut out the last mile of the walk because Abby was throwing an absolute fit (she's teething) and I felt a little guilty, but also incredibly lucky… I was lucky enough to have a healthy, thriving baby who was here throwing a fit. Not everyone can say that. Some people were walking in memory of their babies, not pushing their babies, and I was keenly aware of that. When I found out I was pregnant with triplets, never did I take for granted that a year later I would actually be pushing a stroller filled with babies… but look how lucky I am!

Thank you to everyone for all of your support. We'll definitely be doing this walk again next year, hopefully with an even loftier goal.

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So this Sunday my husband and I will be doing the March of Dimes March for Babies. I’ll be pushing my monstrosity of a triplet stroller for five miles. FIVE MILES, people. This wouldn’t be such a big deal except that without the babies the stupid thing weighs like a hundred pounds. Add the babies, the diaper bag, the water bottles… well, heck, I’m going to be pushing 150+ pounds. For FIVE MILES. Did I mention I’m incredibly fat? Serves me right, I could use the exercise. Good news is that we go for a nice walk nearly every weekend. Not five miles, mind you, but a nice walk in our hilly neighborhood, and we’ll be fine and we’ll have lots of company.

I set a lofty goal of $500 and hit that goal in my first weekend after signing up to walk without really trying, so I doubled my goal to $1000. I still didn’t do much advertising beyond putting up a badge in my sidebar and sending out a few emails. I know you’re all inundated with requests like these, and I know you all donate to worthy causes throughout the year. Amazingly, I’m still really close to reaching my goal despite not even really trying… because you guys are truly amazing. So far, I’ve raised $807.

The March of Dimes has touched so many lives… I have little doubt that without the research that the MoD has promoted my babies would not have arrived here safely. They were born prematurely, at 33weeks, and while they were relatively healthy, that was an incredible gift that I was given thanks to the careful education from the MoD, my doctors, and many others. Each of my babies had their own set of issues in and out of the NICU. Sam needed some help breathing at first (nothing major, and few people knew about it, but he had what the NICU nurses called WWBD…Wimpy White Boy Disorder, which quickly cleared up). Abby, an IUGR baby born just 2 pounds 11 ounces, needed a blood transfusion after a sudden drop in her hematocrit. Ellie came home on a heart monitor due to bradycardia of prematurity and later became a failure to thrive baby (and has now outgrown even that diagnosis!). Compared to other stories, these are all minor issues, but without the help of the MoD… each of these problems could have been MAJOR issues a decade ago.

Even if you can’t donate, please think of us on Sunday. Think of all the babies that aren’t as lucky as our three. I will be thinking of all of the babies that were lost this year with each step I take on that five mile walk, grateful for every ounce of that 150 pounds I’m pushing. Some people aren’t so lucky to have such a large load to push, and I’m painfully aware of that.

Thanks to all of you who have already donated… you really are an amazing bunch of women (and men!). And thanks to all of you for all of your support through one of the shittiest pregnancies I would have wanted to have endured (and I know mine paled in comparison to some others!), and one of the most amazing parenting experiences I could have asked for. I’m walking on Sunday for my three premature babies, for many babies who were lost last year, for the hope that no more babies will have to be lost to prematurity in the future… and I’m also walking in celebration of all of you wonderful women in the blogosphere. You are incredible.

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So this Sunday my husband and I will be doing the March of Dimes March for Babies. I'll be pushing my monstrosity of a triplet stroller for five miles. FIVE MILES, people. This wouldn't be such a big deal except that without the babies the stupid thing weighs like a hundred pounds. Add the babies, the diaper bag, the water bottles… well, heck, I'm going to be pushing 150+ pounds. For FIVE MILES. Did I mention I'm incredibly fat? Serves me right, I could use the exercise. Good news is that we go for a nice walk nearly every weekend. Not five miles, mind you, but a nice walk in our hilly neighborhood, and we'll be fine and we'll have lots of company.

I set a lofty goal of $500 and hit that goal in my first weekend after signing up to walk without really trying, so I doubled my goal to $1000. I still didn't do much advertising beyond putting up a badge in my sidebar and sending out a few emails. I know you're all inundated with requests like these, and I know you all donate to worthy causes throughout the year. Amazingly, I'm still really close to reaching my goal despite not even really trying… because you guys are truly amazing. So far, I've raised $807.

The March of Dimes has touched so many lives… I have little doubt that without the research that the MoD has promoted my babies would not have arrived here safely. They were born prematurely, at 33weeks, and while they were relatively healthy, that was an incredible gift that I was given thanks to the careful education from the MoD, my doctors, and many others. Each of my babies had their own set of issues in and out of the NICU. Sam needed some help breathing at first (nothing major, and few people knew about it, but he had what the NICU nurses called WWBD…Wimpy White Boy Disorder, which quickly cleared up). Abby, an IUGR baby born just 2 pounds 11 ounces, needed a blood transfusion after a sudden drop in her hematocrit. Ellie came home on a heart monitor due to bradycardia of prematurity and later became a failure to thrive baby (and has now outgrown even that diagnosis!). Compared to other stories, these are all minor issues, but without the help of the MoD… each of these problems could have been MAJOR issues a decade ago.

Even if you can't donate, please think of us on Sunday. Think of all the babies that aren't as lucky as our three. I will be thinking of all of the babies that were lost this year with each step I take on that five mile walk, grateful for every ounce of that 150 pounds I'm pushing. Some people aren't so lucky to have such a large load to push, and I'm painfully aware of that.

Thanks to all of you who have already donated… you really are an amazing bunch of women (and men!). And thanks to all of you for all of your support through one of the shittiest pregnancies I would have wanted to have endured (and I know mine paled in comparison to some others!), and one of the most amazing parenting experiences I could have asked for. I'm walking on Sunday for my three premature babies, for many babies who were lost last year, for the hope that no more babies will have to be lost to prematurity in the future… and I'm also walking in celebration of all of you wonderful women in the blogosphere. You are incredible.

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