To prove we ain’t lyin’, here’s a cavalcade of ultrasounds, starting with the first, up to the present.
Feb 2, 2011:
The eensy black smudge in the middle was our three zygotes lying to us, pretending they were only one. This was, of course, back when we were nervously excited, and our lives made some semblance of sense.
We don’t cotton to subterfuge, you three. Watch it.
Feb 18, 2011:
Here’s the pic that turned us into weeping basket cases on the floor of our OB’s exam room. She asked, “any twins in the family?” Then, “oh, now I see three.” Then we collapsed and went insane.
This image changed everything.
Feb 22, 2011
After a long weekend, waiting for confirmation that it was triplets (as opposed to twins), we headed back to the OB, where she snapped off a few more ultrasound images. If there was any doubt, it disappeared here.
The sacs appear to convey shock…
…and horror. At that particular moment, nothing could’ve been more apropos.
Mar 11, 2011
We saw their heartbeats with these images. The bottom two triplets (pictured above) jumped and punched and kicked and looked like mutated versions of karate legends.
The kid up top was either sleeping or lazy, only swatting at us when prodded. Sheesh, kid, get up and put on something nice. It’s picture day.
Mar 15, 20011
A couple of weeks makes a big difference, as the wife and I began transitioning from shock-and-awe to schlock-and-“awww”. Okay, that’s exaggerating a bit, but when we sat in Magella Medical Group’s examination room and saw these images, we were excited and relieved that the little ones seemed to be healthy and on track, growth-wise. With three placentas.
Apparently, no identicals! The ultrasound tech labeled them “A”, “B” and “C”. I’m still not sure if they’ll keep their labels throughout the pregnancy or if they arbitrarily decide who’s who with each prenatal exam. In any case, “C” was still lazy and/or sleeping.
A closer look at Baby A.