Five Minute Friday

Today’s word is Together; and here’s my post.

They’ve been together for almost 5 years now, these three boys of mine. They spent the first 29 weeks and 5 days of their existence, cramped up, jostling each other and causing me quite a bit of discomfort :). And the next 50 days, they themselves experienced quite a lot of pain, being pricked and prodded all over. And yet, they remained together, in adjacent incubators.

They’ve been together, sharing a womb, a crib, a bed, a room… And the more time they spend together, their bond grows tighter. They are inseparable now, these three little brothers. A few days back, Judah woke up from his afternoon nap earlier than his brothers; and he missed them. He wanted me to wake the others up; so they could come out and play with him :).

Together they play, they sing, they laugh, they climb, they fall, they fight. They even get into mischief together! If all three are quiet and/or missing; I can be 100% certain, they are up to no good :). As I see this bond between brothers, I am so glad they have each other. No matter the trouble we have, raising triplets; it’s all worth it, when we see how much they love being together. I will forever be grateful to God, for my boys!

What comes to your mind when you think of the word “Together”?

Have you ever visited The Gypsy Mama? Every Friday, Lisa-Jo hosts a blog thingy there, called “Five Minute Friday“; where bloggers write for just 5 minutes on a word she picks, and then convene back at her blog to share their thoughts. I thought I’ll try it out, and it brought such sweet thoughts to my mind; that it was almost impossible not to share them with you. Here’s my first “5 Minute Friday” post.

Today’s word is Good-Bye.

“Mama, why didn’t Dada say bye when he went to office today”, asks Jason.

“Because you were sleeping, darling”, I reply. “But when Dada leaves for office after lunch, this afternoon; you can ALL tell Dada bye”.

The afternoon good-bye has become our sons’ most awaited ritual. I’m blessed to have a husband who comes home for lunch everyday; and when it’s time for him to get back to office, a cacophony ensues.

“Bye Dada… Bye-Bye Dada… See you…”, says Jason.

“DADA Bye… SEE YOU…”, shouts Jon, his voice louder than Jason’s.

“DADA… DADA… DADA… BYE… See you…”, screams Judah, at the top of his voice; not to be outdone by his brothers.

Patiently, he goes around; this handsome husband of mine… Hugging, kissing and replying individually to each good-bye.

When it’s all done, and he’s ready to leave, he turns to me and whispers, “Bye”… He flashes a smile that melts my heart… “Bye, baby”, I whisper back as he steps out the door. I turn back to re-enter the monotony of my life, but with the hint of a smile still on my lips. His good-bye has made my day :).

What comes to your mind when you think of the word “Good-Bye”?