Guilt was the one major thing that has occurred since the girls were born that I didn’t anticipate. I knew that we would have our fair share of struggles having triplets, but the guilt factor has been one of the hardest for me.
I think of all the things we could do if the babies were born one at a time. I see moms spoil their first borns with the perfect outfits and classes and non-stop devoted attention. Those babies get snuggled whenever they want it without being intterupted by a screaming sister, get out of the house just to go shopping or to a playdate, and can splash all they want to in the bathtub without being stopped in fear of getting soap in another baby’s eye.
Simple things such as having your own birthday never seemed so important to me until I thought about how I would feel having to share my day. There is nothing we can really do about this. All three of our girls were born not only in one day, but within two minutes. We really want to try not to tell them who was born first, second, and third, but we know it will be said. We have thought about giving them their own day by including May 16th and May 18th and rotating who has their birthday first each year. While this may sound really stupid to some people, it is one way we want to help the girls not feel like one in a “set” but important individuals.
While I may be laden with this guilt of having them all at once, I am also thankful that they will forever have a unique bond. They will have each other to play with, to stick up for on the playground, and to share in the joys and sorrows of life with. We also know that God knew we wanted more than one child, and more likely than not, that this pregnancy was my only shot at having biological children.
I just hope that they never resent being a multiple.
At least they will be really really great at sharing.