Happy In-And-Out Day to me! It’s been 34.4 weeks since my trio was born, which is exactly how long I carried them for.

This will always be a number I won’t ever forget, and I’m so thankful I was able to keep them cooking for as long as I did.

34.4 weeks of feeling like a beached whale. 34.4 weeks of aches and pains in places I’ve never felt before. 34.4 weeks of vomiting every 30 minutes in the beginning, and random bouts of nausea and passing out on the train towards the end. ⁣
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34.4 weeks of tears and panic at all the unknowns, wondering how I would ever do this and wishing I didn’t have just 34.4 weeks to prepare. ⁣
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34.4 weeks of mourning the life I pictured, but finding excitement in the new one ahead. ⁣
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I have loved you for 34.4 weeks, and a lifetime to come.