This past year for our family has been one filled with chaos and many ups and downs. It all started around this time last year. May 23rd to be exact. That was the day I took a positive pregnancy test (which of course I kept, and labelled "baby number two").
(Side note: I probably could set a world record for the person that has the most used pregnancy tests sitting in her nightstand. With Rylen, I kept taking them, as I got this thrill of pleasure at seeing the the + sign appear. And, as I stated before, I'm sentimental and so I couldn't bear to throw them away. With this last pregnancy, I only took two tests, but of course I kept them both. Anyone else out there keep their pregnancy tests?)
Anyways, I pulled out the pregnancy test the other day, and laughed at the label. Baby number two. Ha! Little did we know that it was actually baby number two, three and four cooking away in there. We were so sure that our plans had come to life. We wanted our second baby to be born in January and it looked like that's what we were going to get!
If there is anything we have learnt from this past year is that life cannot be planned! Sure, certain aspects can. But the big things, the things that we mere humans don't have control over, those things just happen, and there is nothing you can do about it!
(Another side note: When I was 38 weeks pregnant with Rylen, I saw a "clairvoyant" which I think is a fancy term for "psychic". I did it for the fun of it, not really having any specific questions or things I wanted to know. Anyways, this clairvoyant told me that she saw my life as a straight line, with very few ups and downs. She said I was a lucky person and that my life would be straightforward. I asked her how many children I would have and her answer was vague. Nowhere in there did she say anything about triplets!!!! I wish I could see that same lady again and ask her if she "saw" the triplets and chose not to tell me....cause I'm sure if she did tell me I would have taken my money back and ran! Ha!)
Anyways, back on track. Life cannot be planned. It is a big lesson. Because Mark and I were planners. We thought we had it all figured out. And then things didn't go quite as planned. When more than one baby entered the picture, we had no clue how to cope.
I wish I could go back to the day that we found out about Garrett, Benjamin and Rhys. I wish I could enjoy it more, and marvel at the amazing gift we had been given. I wish I could erase all the stress and worry that immediately entered my mind. I know our reaction was normal and only natural, but I just wish I could have smiled and said "Great! Bring it on!" and sat back and enjoyed seeing my three healthy babies on the ultrasound.
Because now I know, that no matter what, our family can make it through anything! The things we worried about initially are really no big deal. All that matters is that we are together, and we are healthy. This is a lesson that Ben taught us (thank you sweet Ben).
Stay tuned for more reminiscing. (Although some things I will forever ban from my memory...such as the extreme exhaustion during early pregnancy and my 5 day stint in a tent trailer during a heat wave on Mark's family farm at 12 weeks pregnant....we don't need to relive those things!)
Oh, and if you want to reminisce with me, click here to read about the day we found out about our triplets!
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| One of the pregnancy tests I took. Maybe I should have seen the 3+ as a sign! :-) |
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