At 28 weeks, we reached an important milestone. It is at this point that the babies become viable -- a fairly good chance of living if they were to be born. Some babies born before 28 weeks have survived, but it's usually a very long tough road. Even at 28 weeks, babies are usually very tiny and may have lots of problems. But in a triplet pregnancy, it helps to have milestones, and this was one of ours. After that, it was to get into the 30s -- 30th week, 31st week, etc. We don't think in terms of months, we think in weeks. And every week there was a certain day when we advanced to the next week. For me, it was Tuesday. Every Tuesday we'd celebrate having made it through another week.

At 30 weeks, I was as big as a woman carrying a full-term baby. Each of the babies weighed about 3-4 pounds. I was beginning to have more and more contractions, and my doctors put me on a drug called terbutaline, which was used to control contractions. By then, I was totally housebound, only leaving the house for doctors appointments. I became a real couch potato, only leaving the sofa when absolutely necessary. Our goal of 36 weeks seemed so far away, and every day I felt more uncomfortable and out of control.  Some days I would cry over the smallest things.  One day before I became totally housebound, we went shopping for car seats.  When we couldn't get 3 carseats to fit in the backseat of our Toyota 4Runner, I started to cry.  Another day it was stroller shopping.  I saw how big the triplet stroller was and just freaked out, thinking about pushing that big bus around.  Before I knew it I had started to cry.  It was at point that we both started to feel a little desperate.