All Iâll ever ask for is being in my third trimester with triplets. When we decided that Iâd be the one carrying our babies, my wife and I used one fertilised egg of each of us so that we both could have a mini-me. But we didnât consider that the eggs could possibly split again after being placed in my womb. So now Iâm heavily pregnant with triplets. My skin is absolutely outstretched, and every movement from within is visible. Oftentimes my belly isnât even round anymore, but lopsided, or a limb is poking out for a couple of minutes in desperate search for room. When I sit down, my belly presses heavily into my lap. Thereâs no way to get comfortable on the couch anymore: sitting kills my hips, but leaning back crushes spine and when I lay down, Iâm basically suffocating. Walking has become an impossible thing long ago. On of the babies has gotten very comfortable in my pelvis. The constant pressure makes me feel, as if the baby could fall out any moment. When I walk, no, waddle, I have to place my hands underneath my protruding bump to give it a lift. Otherwise, the pressure and the pain in my hips is unbearable. I donât even want to start about outgrowing my maternity clothes. I had to start wearing them during a time, whereas other carriers were barely even showing a bump. By week 23 of my pregnancy, I couldnât even pull the band of my maternity pants over my heavy belly anymore. Two weeks later, my t shirts would leave a small part of my belly uncovered. So now that I have passed my thirty week mark, all I can wear are sweatpants with the waistband pushed deeply under the beginning arch of my belly and stretchy tank tops. But also they arenât covering my whole belly anymore. Even though Iâm downright miserable carrying the weight of these three babies, I know itâs all worth it by the way my wife looks at me.
