Triplets, gurgling and playing with their feet in a triple-decker stroller, attract attention. When my trio were just babies a grocery store trip turned into a full family outing.
Shopping with Triplets
Pushing a triplet stroller, and a shopping cart with a two-year-old perched on the seat, was impossible for one. Dad usually steered the groceries and big brother, while Mom maneuvered the monstrous stroller.
Multiple babies are fascinating to people, who love to stop and ask questions. Twins are often seen in public places, but triplets are spotted far less frequently. Truth be told, I only realized I had never before seen triplets in a stroller, until after the birth of my own little brood.
Kentucky is a very friendly place. I think that is why I like living here so much. Kentuckians' chatty ways remind me of Ireland. As you can imagine, my three-tiered baby conveyance immediately caught the eye of moms and grandmas the moment we entered a store.
Attention from Other Shoppers
Strangers were full of questions, eager to learn about the trials and tribulations of raising triplets. One look at my tousled hair, and make-up-less face, told the story of my tribulations. In my lively chats with fellow moms, I shared the joy of raising multiples and their older brother.
One or two moms chatting over my little ones, inevitably attracted even more friendly moms. Before long we formed a little group of six or seven discussing our shared experiences, and the differences between raising single babies and multiples.
As you can imagine my husband and older son tried to stay away from the crowd. They browsed patiently waiting to proceed with the shopping. Before long a two year old's patience wears thin, especially when he feels a little left out.
On one occasion my older son waited in his shopping cart a little to the side.
He whispered to his Dad!
Before long, he had enough. He took a deep breath. In his loudest possible voice he called out:
"Ladies! Ladies! They're only babies!"
Everyone broke out laughing and turned their attention to my little trooper.
The more I thought about my older son's declaration, his cry for some share of the endless attention, I came to the conclusion he was absolutely correct. What was all the fuss about anyway. They may be three babies who shared an extraordinary baby carriage, but truly, they were only babies, who happened to be born to the same parents on the same day.
Nothing too amazing! Just two brothers and a sister he loves with all his heart!
Slán agus beannacht,
(Goodbye and blessings)
Mairéad -Irish American Mom
Pronunciation - slawn ah-gus ban-ock-th
Mairéad - rhymes with parade
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