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The Two Things That Scare Me

Having triplets has been a scary ride.

From finding out we were having multiples and all the worries about how one does such things, to the warning from the nurse about the risks and complications of birth at 26 weeks, its been a wild ride.

The kids have managed to stay largely healthy to 3.5 years old, so I've apparently done something right and most of the worries have been for nothing.  So with those worries behind me what do I worry about now?

You might think its whether they will do well in school or how they will develop academically or how we will pay for three college tuition all at once.


I have two images/fears that constantly haunt me.

The first is my kids falling down steps.  Now, my kids have been up and down our steps a thousand times.  Maybe ten thousand.  They have been doing steps since they were one-year old, because we wanted them to become familiar with them and know what to do when they encountered them.
Scarier than triplets?

As you might guess based on this approach, falling down steps wasn't always a concern.  And it wasn't always a worry.  But something in the last couple weeks or months has made me very worried about it.  Maybe its that, for the first time in their lives, they are little whirling dervishes on the steps.  They run up and down them now with the gleeful lack of awareness of a ... well a three-year old.

Maybe its that our house is old and the stairs are steep.  Maybe its that the banister, if you look at it just right, kinda, sorta look like teeth.  Or maybe its that stairs also kinda, sorta look like teeth (if you squint just enough and have sufficient imagination, I guess.).

It doesn't help that while I was upstairs one day Sadie fell down four of the steps.

Worry confirmed.

The second concern is much more neurotic and much, much more unlikely.  So unlikely I'm somewhat embarrassed even to admit it here.  But I have a real fear that I will hit one of my kids in the driveway.  It isn't like I'm a wild and crazy driver who goes into our driveway at 50 miles per hour; or even that our driveway contains turns and little hideaways.

On the contrary, our driveway is a straight shot and I take it pretty slowly.  Because I have this fear, any time the kids aren't with me I approach the driveway with caution and make sure to check once, twice, three times to make sure everything is clear.

But despite this, every time my truck rises over some bump in our decrepit driveweay, I find a little pit growing in my stomach.  Was that one of my kids?  Did I somehow not see them?

Sane?  Not at all.



  1. Aaah bless — it is a worry isn't it? My boys have just turned two and every-time we see a flight of stairs I'm yelling BACKWARDS' at them! At least I know they won't be hurtling down head-first then! ;) #multiplemadness

    Caro |

  2. Our kids did backwards at first, Caro. One of them actually went down backwards so long - he is an anxious thing and probably has his Daddy's fear of heights - we started to worry.

    Thanks for stopping by!

  3. Stairs are always a worry with kids aren't they. I always teacht the climbing down part early but never the going up, they learn that bit quick enough on their own! Thanks for linking up with #MultipleMadness

  4. The stairs one seems to be pretty universal, Katie, but its has gotten SO much worse for me in the last six months or so.

    Thanks for stopping by!


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