If Only They Knew...

We dropped off our van yesterday to get a Bluetooth installed. Instead of waiting at the installation place, we decided to go to lunch, so we went to a salad buffet to kill the two hours.

As we ate and fed the Twinks, about a dozen people stopped by our table
to tell us how cute they were and pity us by telling us how hard it must be having two. One older woman even said she didn't have Grandchildren and she'd love to volunteer.

As I was coming back from the restroom from changing Twink 2, a party at a large table stopped me. It took my brain a minute, but it finally registered the three beautiful red-headed, fully freckled kids looking at us who were about eleven sharing lunch with their parents. The two boys looked like identical twins and their sister was stunning. They asked me how old the twinks were and how much they weighed. When I said three months and close to eleven or twelve pounds, you could see that the kids' heads couldn't picture themselves as 4 lb newborn triplets.

The wonderful thing about this family is how a stranger could immediately tell how much they enjoyed their triplets and how they assured me having multiples only gets easier.

Little did they know that EVERYTHING I do for the babies is out of sheer joy.

I honestly believe that when you work so hard and sacrifice so much to make such a wonderful dream come true, you have an entirely different perspective when you hear that scream night-after-night at 3 am.

Yes, there is ALWAYS a load of laundry to wash, dry and fold, baby dishes to hand wash and sanitize, a mouth to feed, a diaper to change, formula to mix, errands to run.

Know what makes it all worth it? This: