A week in the life of a triplet mummy – Day 3 – Wednesday
Injections day 😦
The boys wake me up bang on cue at 2:30am…thankfully I don’t have to feed all 3 at once and I am back in bed for 3:40am (a new record!). Today is jabs day, I feel sorry for my little tinkers who have already been through so much with all of the tests that they had done in NICU/SCBU, but I’m promised that they will quickly forget these experiences. We intend to get there half an hour early so that we can get them weighed, but by the time we’ve done 2 last minute nappy changes and loaded them up into the car we actually end up arriving on time…allowing myself an extra half hour/hour on top of the arrival time is maybe the new method that I need to adopt as I was constantly late even before I had 3 babies to cart around.
I realise as we are loading them that I have a bruised arm and hip from where I was balancing Lucas in his car seat yesterday, I don’t think I will be doing carrying them in those for much longer.
We arrive at the doctors and the show begins! Everyone is lovely and comes and stares adoringly at my peaceful little boys and we get the usual comments like “I thought I had my hands full with one”, “are they triplets?”, “how do you cope?”, “Can I take one home?” (why just one? Ah yes, because more than one baby at a time is just ridiculous) and “Wow, triplets! Aren’t you lucky?” I really like the latter comment, it makes me feel dead proud. I think people expect me to look like I’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards (don’t get me wrong, I do sometimes…in fact, I’m not even sure that I’ve brushed my hair today and I have a bloody good concealer for my massive bags) and they expect the boys to be screaming their heads off so when they see that I am just like any other mum and we are all calm and content they are somewhat surprised.
Anyway, we are seen at 10:15am (20 mins late) and I think that the nurse might cry she is so excited about seeing them. I make John hold the boys whilst they have the jabs as I can’t handle seeing the needles and feeling their little bodies jerk as they are injected. Instead I am on undressing/dressing duty and cuddle duty (of course). The boys are all so good, they have a little squawk for about 30 seconds and after a little cuddle from John and me they are back to sleep again and ready to go home for some brunch. The nurse says that we will have to sit and wait for 10 minutes before we go, but then she realises that it will probably take us at least half an hour to get past the little old ladies who are queued up in the waiting room and lets us leave.
I feed all 3 babies as John gets back to work and I pack up their bag ready for a little trip to see my mummy friends who I met through the antenatal classes at my surgery. They are a fantastic group of women who are open, honest and a great laugh. They are my mid-week sanity check (none of us pass) where we can ask each other for advice as all of our babies are born within weeks of each other and there is even a twin mum too.
We turn up at my friend’s house and I unload the babies onto the various blankets sprawled across the floor. They are rather grumpy about the whole injection thing so I prop Harry and Lucas and one of the other mums kindly takes Oscar. Once fed they are happy again and pretty much just sleep for the rest of the afternoon. This allowed me to have a cheeky glass of wine and a little play with the other babies. After another lovely afternoon at 5pm I pack the boys up and head home. Thank goodness they sleep for an hour when we get back because I am shattered…I don’t think the wine was the best idea, but totally worth it as I manage to squeeze in a 45 minute power nap.
|Harry: it’s a hard life being a baby!
The boys are still totally shattered, but not even tiredness will stop these eating machines and they still manage to guzzle all of their dinner. John does the 10:30pm feed and I head to bed at 9:30pm so that I can stock up on the sleep before I embark on the 2:30am feed.
Number of nappies: 20
Number of times boys peed on themselves: 3
Injections administered: 6
Glasses of wine drank: 1 (could have drank more…)