It has been a long time since I posted and even longer since I posted regularly. I know there are people out there who are wondering what Henry, Jack, and Sophie are up to, and I’m sorry to have left you hanging!
To be perfectly honest, this past year has been the most difficult one (for me, at least) in this life of raising triplets. Despite my struggle to get pregnant, my high-risk pregnancy, and the scariness of pre-term labor and long NICU stays, this year, from two-and-a-half to three-and-a-half, has been even more challenging.
A big part of that was sleep deprivation. Whether it was the introduction of potty training, the transition to toddler beds, or some other unidentifiable and underlying cause (just toddlerhood in general?), our incredibly predictable (and rather efficient) bedtime routine went complete haywire this year, and the effect was six months of bedtime dawdling times three, followed by night after night of unpredictable but persistent wake-ups. I feel like we tried everything (though there is so much literature out there on bedtime, I’m certain we missed something). In any event, we struggled to score any reasonable duration of sleep (to say nothing of cumulative sleep) from approximately December 25 until June 17. And should you need reminding, sleep deprivation is a proven means of torture.
Now that we’ve eliminated the nap, filled our days with outdoor activities, and yes, enjoyed a few weeks of summer vacation, we are, *mostly* sleeping through the night, and we are, *mostly* more manageable human beings (I am talking about all five of us here).
There are other things that made this year trying in a way that infancy, or even the first half of the “terrible twos” wasn’t, but enough excuses already.
I have several posts “in the works,” but for now, I hope to get you up to speed with the numerous Facebook posts you may have missed this past year. If you do not follow me on Facebook, I am sorry I left you out of the loop for so long. If you do, I am sorry to be redundant.