The Triplets turn one!


Left to right, Alistair, Bradley & Cole
Photo by Little Lenses Photography

First and for most I would like to apologise for the delay in updating my blog, my three little munchkins have been keeping me quite busy to say the least Lol

A year ago today, Alistair, Bradley and Cole were delivered by C section and then immediately rushed off to the NICU in incubators, I barely got  a glimpse of them.  After an hour in the recovery room the consultant came to see me and explained how lucky we were to get to keep all three of them as Bradley almost didn’t make it and how he was in critical state.  Needless to say after many ups and downs all my babies pulled through like warriors.   Today they celebrate their first Birthday but also what to me was a miracle.

I see my babies smile and it fills my heart with joy.  Its funny you know, many a time have I been told “what a handful” or “I don’t envy you” others simply smile and tell me what a blessing they are, and to me that’s exactly what they are. Yes, there are days when I’m tired and feel like bashing my head against the wall, but most days are filled with laughter and joy.   Nothing to me is more satisfying that spending time with my family, my husband Peter and my four beautiful boys are my life! [Read more…]

Triplets week 25

Boys only hours old

Boys only hours old

Hello everyone, I’m ever so sorry for taking so long to update my blog but as you can imagine the boys have been keeping me super busy these past few weeks, between routine Drs appointments, Bradleys reflux, and getting used to my husbands new shifts as a Police Officer, I have little or no time left for much else Lol

Today is World Prematurity Awareness Day hence my decision on posting the pictures of my boys on the day they were born.  It was never my intention to post these photos but If I was ever going to post them today is the day.  I  don’t want to go much into the subject because talking about this still brings me to tears, it was the hardest few months of my life between the 2 last months of pregnancy and the 3 weeks the boys were in the NICU, I remember feeling so helpless and scared and hours seemed endless, the boys where so tiny that I was scared I would hurt them when I picked them up, those awful tubes they had in their mouths that prevented me from kissing them and the tiny feeding tubes on their cute little noses and the many wires that they were attached to which made it so hard to change a nappy.  The fact that I only got to see them through a glass window.  But it was thanks to all those things and all those fantastic nurses and Dr’s at Kings College Hospital NICU that saved my babies lives.

Only hour after the boys were born, while I was still in the recovery bay the consultant came to see us, he informed us that Bradley was in critical condition and although stable there was no guarantee he would make it, he also warned us that we could spend up to 4 months in NICU.  My heart sank, because from the day I was told I was expecting triplets I convinced myself that everything would turn out fine and  no matter how many Dr’s told me how risky the pregnancy was and how I might loose one or more of my babies due to prematurity I didn’t believe any of it, God had sent me three babies and that was that!!  I guess its good to be positive but thinking back maybe I should have prepared myself for this, but it was my positive attitude after all that helped me through the whole process.  I remember my husband holding my hand so tight  as I broke into tears.   I was not allowed to see my babies till the next day and it was the hardest night of my life, I remember I kept looking at my phone and praying it didn’t ring in the middle of the night.   By the time morning came I had an overwhelming feeling that Bradley would be just fine!!

Left to right, Cole, Alistair and Bradley

Left to right, Cole, Alistair and Bradley

After a week all three of my boys were breathing unassisted, and a week after that they were drinking out of bottles and the week after that one we were given the greatest news Alistair was ready to leave, with Cole following the next day and Bradley two days after.  My 3 little miracles are living proof that although the NICU can be a scary place its also the best place.

Now at 25 weeks my boys are happy and healthy apart from minor little things like Bradleys reflux or Cole umbilical hernia, which usually resolve by the time babies are a year old.

Here is a recent photo of my three little miracles, Alistair and Cole look identical in it, we are hoping to have their DNA tested to find out whether they are in fact identical or not although I’m convinced they are!!

All my love,

Kat xox