Feeling Icky

It's taken me a few days to get enough energy to write a post.  Lately I've been tired in a way that I can't even begin to explain.  Last night, I went to bed at 9:45, woke up this morning at 9:45, ate brunch with Ryan, then took a nap.  Geez oh Pete.  I've also been working all week.  I have to take a nap at lunch just to get through my day.  I'm even fighting the morning sickness monster already.

Yesterday, when I was seeing a patient, I gave them an injection, calmly lifted their chair up so their back would be to me, then I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom to vomit.  I then returned, did the procedure, and promptly left to vomit again.  They must have thought I was the least personable dentist they had ever met.  Every morning when I get up to get ready for work, I have to wake up about 30 minutes earlier to push through the sickness.  I feel like I drank two bottles of wine the night before, stayed out dancing until 4:00 am, and I'm trying to drag myself to work by 7:00.  Of course, the reality is that I'm in bed by 9:00 after a short nap on the couch during TV time.  Pitiful.

Don't you worry, I'm doing every trick in the book to avoid the nausea.  Crackers in the morning, sea bands, ginger, Vitamin B6 suckers, drinking lots of water.  I guess the problem with having three babies inside of you is that you get to be three times as sick.  Yep, you read correctly, I said three.

We went into the ultrasound on Thursday morning fully expecting the third sack to have vanished.  Not so much.  In fact, the third one looked perfect and it was oriented in a way that we could actually see the little baby inside of it the best out of all three of them.  In fact, we were able to see all of the little bugs.  At this appointment, they were labeled Fetus A, Fetus B, and Fetus C.  Nothing is set in stone at this point, as we have yet to see any heart beats.  We are going in on Thursday of this week and hoping to see their little hearts beating.  That will determine viability and whether or not we can actually say for certain that we are pregnant with triplets.    

People keep asking us if we're excited.  I would probably say yes if I weren't so sick and scared.  The problem with being the practical people that we are, is that our minds go straight to logistics.  For instance, we were sitting in the restaurant this morning for brunch and saying, "How will we do this with three babies?"  We talk about transporting them and grocery shopping with them and managing their needs.  Will we take them to daycare or can we afford a nanny?  Do we need a bigger car?  Will I even be able to breast feed?  What will the logistics be for the move back to KY?  How expensive is private high school?  Etc, etc, etc.  Right now we are feeling a little overwhelmed.  A lot of people have said, "Just enjoy it."  But that's easier said than done when you spend most of your day sleeping or vomiting.  I guess right now we're just trying to process and bide our time until Thursday morning.

Here are the pictures of our little bugs.  Because of how they are oriented, they couldn't get all three in one picture: