God bless pajamas. Here I am, 23 weeks, 1 day into this triplet pregnancy – still feeling great aside from almost-constant backaches and a new kicked-in-the-crotch feeling. Not like baby kicks, either. Think steel-toed boots on the feet of an adult linebacker. Super awesome fun times. Ha!

Oh!

(Buckeye fans say what what!)

No, but really, hi there, readers. Holy craptastic blogger – guilty as charged.

I firmly believe in only writing when one has something to say, and, well, I haven’t had much to say. Well, not anything of substance. Sure, I could ramble on about how disappointed I am in [...]

PB&J – gestational ages: 18w1d

The technician technologist was able to get great profile shots of all three babies today – something we haven’t had in … hmm. I don’t know that I’ve ever had three good profiles to share at one time.

Baby A is [...]

It’s going to become my new motto or catchphrase or subtitle or SOMETHING.

There is nothing simple about this pregnancy – fine. That’s something I accepted loooooong ago. Whatever. Getting here wasn’t easy – why should pregnancy be easy?

But I thought there was at least one thing, one aspect that I could count on [...]