12 Weeks

yesterday was 12 weeks, I could not be more pleased!
Next week we have a scan to see how the munchkins are, I have to say I am meant to start feeling full of energy and blooming but at the moment I just feel blinking knackered, and still feel sick.

I have stopped taking the pessaries, because by now I should have enough progestergone going around my body with the volume of placenta I've got :-)

I have felt a bit down this week. R is busy with work and Children and on the days that he hasn't been busy with work and children he has had plans to go out.
He did relent yesterday and spend the evening with me when he realised, how miserable I was. I still feel very isolated where we live.
Maybe this will all change if I am successful with baking my muffins.

I worry constantly about what will happen, although I try not to, it is hard not to.
A couple of weeks ago I watched videos of women getting about who have quads and how big they are, the problem is there seem to be lots of stories, where the babies don't all end up fine, and of course, this is very upsetting, particularly when you are prone to feeling a bit tearful anyway.

R's parents called the other day 1 week after we gave them our news, they are still upset that there are triplets, but there we go. I think they forget that despite the fact R has done all of this getting engaged, married and having children before, I haven't and they do struggle with showing much enthusiasm. Of course, I try not to take it too personally, but if J says anything about reducing the number again to me, I might show him the red card in a big big way and suggest a trip to a European Clinic! 3 babies wasn't the plan, it will be difficult, it will be expensive but it will also be a blessing, and I couldn't love them more already.