Becoming a Triplet Mom — The Triplet Shift

People ask me all the time, “How do you do it”? And honestly, some days I’m still figuring that part out myself.

However, before the schedules, the bottles, the NICU days, and the chaos of raising triplets…there was heartbreak first.

The part of My Story I Don’t Always Share

After having my daughter, I experienced two losses - a boy and a girl.

Getting pregnant was never the hard part for me, but sustaining it was. My losses happened at 10 and 13 weeks, and after each one, I started to carry this quiet fear into every appointment. The excitement of pregnancy became mixed with anxiety, waiting and wondering if things would go wrong.

We took a break, then when we decided to try one more time, I told Vinnie that this was it. I couldn’t go through this again. With the help of a fertility doctor we created a plan. This was it. Emotionally, I couldn’t go through another loss - so either we were having another baby or I was closing this chapter completely.

The Ultrasound That Changed Everything

Walking into that ultrasound appointment, I was nervous, and apart of me new it was more than one. Of course if you asked my Tara and Ashley, I always thought that. THIS time, it was different.

I remember lying there watching the screen while the ultrasound tech got quiet.

Then she said words I’ll never forget:

“I’ll be right back.”

Immediately my stomach dropped, those words meant heartbreak before.

A second ultrasound tech walked into the room, looked at the screen and then laughed.

“You’re right,” she said. “There’s three in there.”

Three babies.

THREE BABIES.

Did I mention I was alone? Vinnie was at work and had no idea the news I just got. Honestly, I don’t even know if shock is a big enough word for what I felt in that moment.

From One Baby…To Three

What’s wild is that this pregnancy was supposed to be my last attempt. Either we would be a family of 3 or 4, not 6! Although when I meet Vinnie I did tell him I always wanted four kids, guess God was just looking out for me.

Two boys and one girl.

I didn’t feel capable at the time, I didn’t know how we would do it, but God said:

“She can handle it.”

Pregnancy with Triplets was a Marathon

Triplet pregnancy is not for the weak

I worked as a nurse up until 26 weeks, which to be honest was less than I thought - I was hoping to work up until I delivered. However, I got to a point where I couldn’t walk because the pubic symphysis pain I was experiencing was so intense. I could’t stand longer than two minutes and was out of breath after two steps! I got to a point where I felt it wasn’t fair to my coworkers or my patients to be working anymore - the preterm contractions didn’t help either.

Everything hurt.

Walking hurt. Rolling over hurt. Sleeping didn’t exist.

Every week felt important because with triplets, every extra day matter.

My goal became simple: make it to 30 weeks.

I Did It

And somehow…I made it.

Exactly 30 weeks.

Our two boys and one girl entered the world healthy, strong, and ready to fight.

Of course, with premature triplets came the NICU journey.

People see the cute matching outfits and chaos now, but there’s another side to becoming a triplet mom - leaving the hospital without your babies. The babies you just carried for 30 weeks, now had a new home and it wasn’t with me.

The NICU became our entire world for weeks, months.

We learned monitors, feeding schedules, oxygen levels, and how to parent through incubator walls.

Then slowly, one by one, our babies came home.

Margot came home after 74 days, our smallest but strongest girl
Crew came home after 84 days, our first boy into the world
Archer came home after 85 days, our second boy who knew third was best

Every homecoming felt surreal.

Each time another baby walked through our front door, our family became more complete.

What this Journey Taught Me

Becoming a mom to triplets started with grief, fear uncertainty and surrender.

It taught me that motherhood doesn’t always look how we imagined.

Sometimes it looks like loss then fertility mediations.

Sometimes it looks like NICU life.

Sometimes it looks like surviving hour by hour.

But sometimes the hardest roads lead to the most beautiful outcomes. Now our home is loud, messy, chaotic, exhausting, and full beyond belief.

And somehow, after all the fear of losing pregnancies, I became the mom of three babies at once and we became a family of six.

Life has a funny way of changing everything in a single ultrasound appointment.

How I became a mom to triplets