The day I went in to labor for the second time, Leighton, Adam and I were at the library. We each had things we wanted to accomplish.
Leighton had some books he wanted to read. He was determined to become a better handyman, and apparently starters need to read a lot. He also wanted to help Adam practice walking – his friend Monika Morris, the new toddler sports coach, was starting a toddler sports team and Leighton wanted Adam to join.
Meanwhile, I wanted to read some children’s books to Adam, play some games with him, and work some more on my book.
However, Leighton had to rush off to play in his team’s game, so Adam and I headed home. As I took a new canvas, I went in to labor! I knew how, so I had a home birth by myself.
Finally, I had 3 beautiful triplet girls. First there was Samantha, the athletic heavy sleeper.
Then there was Sarah, the athletic brave one.
Finally, came Stephanie, the artistic couch potato and only girl to inherit my purple eyes.
The labor was hard on me, and the end result was devastating – I would no longer be able to have any children. Although Leighton would accomplish his lifetime wish, there seemed to be no way I would.























































