No one prepares you for this part. You see the adorable photos—triplets in matching outfits, parents beaming with pride. What you don’t see are the sleepless nights, the moments when all three babies are crying at once, and the sheer exhaustion that makes even the smallest tasks feel overwhelming.
I love my children more than anything. But there were nights, especially around 2:40 a.m., when I sat holding one baby, listening to the other two cry, and wondered how we were going to keep going.
We weren’t fully prepared for three. Emotionally, financially, logistically—we were still adjusting to life with one child when we found out we were expecting triplets. What followed felt like stepping into a storm without a map. My husband and I, once so connected, now passed each other silently between feedings and diaper changes, both too tired to speak. The love never left—but it often felt buried under layers of fatigue.
When we first learned we were expecting three babies, it felt like a miracle—one we were grateful for, even as the reality sank in. But no one warned us about the kind of exhaustion that affects your health, your identity, and your marriage.
Each day felt like survival. I couldn’t remember the last meal I ate in peace or the last shower I took without racing against the next meltdown. Friends said, “Take it easy,” but there’s no easy when three little ones need you constantly and you’re the only one who knows where the clean onesies are.
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