The Art of Monochorionic Triamniotic Triplets
A wonderful little article has recently been circulating on the social media. It’s called 9 Things Never To Say To A Mom Of Triplets, and it is both witty and informative in equal measure. But apart from these apparent qualities, it also seems to have been written by a really lovely person. This judgment I base on the following excerpt from the article: 3. “I
This is one of my favorite recipes (ie. our toddlers love them!) for a healthy, tasty and easy afternoon or on-the-go snack (the other one you’ll find here#Link). It came about as I was tidying up the fridge, and I urge you to have the same unceremonious approach to baking them, as I had inventing them. Leave out stuff or exchange as you please –
As a mother of three toddler’s I’m pretty effing busy, and whether you have one, two, three or more little ones, you are likely to be as well. Toddlers are hard work. And they can also be expensive to feed, if you want to provide them with un-processed, varied or even organic food. For this reason it’s good to have some basics and routines in
A year ago we suddenly became a family of five. And a crazy year it has been! – Which is why I haven’t gotten around to start up this webpage until now, although it’s been brewing on my laptop for a while. If you know your multiples and/or Latin, you’ll already be aware, that Man and I are blessed with what is generally referred to
We finally reached week 13. This is when our ultrasound screening and NT test was scheduled. It was meant to be at week 12 at the latest, but the hospital was too busy. I was a nervous wreck. I was so scared that there would be no heartbeat. Or even that it was a false pregnancy. The only thing that put me at ease was
As I had been pregnant before, I knew what it felt like. And this time I felt it long before my period was due. I tried taking a test, but it was inconclusive. Then I tested every day for a few days, and it looked more and more positive. I told my man and my mother, that I was a little bit pregnant. They didn’t
So, I really wanted a baby. It just kind of snuck up on me. All of the sudden, I found myself in my early thirties and with an unshakeable urge to hold a baby in my arms, my own baby in my arms, and cuddle it to the end of time. Fortunately I also had a man I loved (and still do), and we tried.
