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Aside from gender, though, I really never understood parents-to-be needing to name said baby before its arrival. My mom and stepdaddy spent days after my brother's birth - yes, days - discussing his name before they finally made a decision.
Those people made no sense to me. And then the husband and I became those people.
I mean, how in the world are you supposed to buy stuff for triplets without knowing if they're boys or girls - or if you've got a mix of each? How do you decorate a room for three and stick with gender-neutral tones when you aren't a fan of yellow? Sorry. I just can't do yellow.
We had to find out.
So when the ultrasound tech said, "Do you want to know what you're having?" We couldn't help but say yes. And now that we've been told for the last three ultrasounds that we're having a boy and two girls, I believe it!
The husband worked very hard painting and putting up molding - it's up for debate whether he did it all by himself or if he had help from two brown dogs.
And last but surely not least, are you wondering how the babies look these days? My momma thinks we look pretty big. My new friends at the multiples club think I look tiny.
Are you admiring those great curtains? They're shower curtains I bought at Target! I cut 'em in half, hemmed them, and we now have perfect curtains for the fraction of the cost of actual curtains.