Little Taylor Trio

Half a year. 6 months. 24 weeks. 180 days. We made it!  And I'm here to say, it gets better. 6 months was always a hazy marker in the distant future we were working towards. For some reason we always were holding out for this milestone. It felt like it would be huge when we had survived for six whole months, and well, it does. It feels pretty darn amazing, and I cannot believe what a wild ride it has been. The first two months are a foggy blur of days and nights with no differentiation, full of feeding babies, changing diapers, making bottles, and puke. Lots of puke. Jon and I have decided we don't really remember it all too well but we figure it was pretty hard. The third month was easy peasy, I was killing it. I got the girls in an amazing routine. Naps were on point, bedtime set, only one night feed. I got this! Then, the 4th month happened.... The month I shudder when I think about. The month that went to hell in a handbasket. The four month sleep regression hit u

I was bound and determined to breastfeed my trio. In fact, I was determined at first to only breastfeed exclusively and pump as a last resort. I always had these beautiful visions of lovingly feeding my babies, gazing into their eyes, sharing a bond so deep, giving them liquid gold that would give them higher IQ's and fewer ear infections. Dream on sister. I do want to say, it is absolutely HANDS DOWN possible to breastfeed triplets. There are tons of mamas who do it and they deserve a big round of applause, because it is not easy. I am beyond fortunate to have been able to breastfeed the short time I did and I will forever treasure those moments. I took breastfeeding multiples classes, read books, watched videos, made lactation cookies, lactation smoothies, got my twin nursing pillow, breast pump, nipple cream... you get the idea. I was prepared! After the babies were born I quickly realized breastfeeding exclusively would never be an option and pumping would be my next be