I have five children. Triplets in the middle and when we learned that my wife was carrying them someone asked me very quietly if we wished for a selective reduction. There were three hearts beating. They were ours then and they are ours now. And we couldn't be happier.
The grocery bills might kill me but the kids won't.
You are lovely for embracing your triplets, despite the
urging of others.
This is a pretty pathetic commentary on our society--especially to appear a week after those precious innocents in the Amish community were gunned down. While those bereaved parents grieve their loss, these people reflect upon their freedom. How ironic a contrast.