A Triplet Insurrection

Sufficient unto the day is one baby. As long as you are in your right mind don't you ever pray for twins. Twins amount to a permanent riot; and there ain't any real difference between triplets and a insurrection.
- Mark Twain, The Babies speech 1879

Quick English lesson:
Insurrection- an act or instance of rising in revolt, rebellion, or resistance against civil authority or an established government

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Of course I always post the fun and cute stuff but we do have hard minutes, hard hours and hard days. We don't usually have many of the hard weeks or months like we had early on but I know there will be more to come.

This week we did have a really hard week, the first in a long time. All five of us are sick with colds, the babies dropped their third nap and are now only taking two naps a day, we've had a total of four new teeth in just six days with a few more set to break through at any moment and, lastly, Keith was out of town.

Dinner is impossible this week because it is exactly at the same time they used to take their third nap. We dropped the nap because Payson and Madison were not really taking it anymore - at least not without lots of protesting - but they can't yet handle being up that long in the late afternoon/early evening. Madison's new thing is to throw little "fits" that consist of turning in circles over and over while crying. She goes from her hands and knees to a seated position and back to her hands and knees - over and over and over making little circles. So funny. Payson crawls around, except for when he's crying so hard that he is frozen in time, and stops and puts his head face down into the ground while tears stream down his face.

You may wonder why babies that are so upset aren't being held. Here are just a few of the things Keith and I do to prepare the babies for bed: make two trips to carry three babies upstairs, prepare bath, undress, bathe squirmy babies, brush teeth, prepare and warm bottles downstairs, carry boppies upstairs, dry, lotion, diaper, and dress babies, comb hair, carry bottles upstairs, turn on music and fan, turn off lights, lay babies down on boppies and, finally, slip bottles into babies' mouths. Then comes prayers, burping and night-night kisses. Now try all of that alone while mommy or daddy is out for the evening. Feel worn out just reading it? Exactly!

Hayden was the only one still happily taking the third nap and she is, surprisingly, doing the best with the schedule change. Well, except for at dinner time when she bats at and refuses to eat baby food, insists on pulling off her bib, screams for more finger food when she stuffs the last bite into her mouth and cries hysterically when you wipe her face. Ever heard triplet chaos? Be sure to turn down your volume first.

(L-R: Madison, Payson, Hayden)

Today the babies are 11-months-old. Just one month away from the big 1st!