People love to use fun words once you have more than 3 children don't they? Like Bebe's Kids!
If they're not that bad they aren't just children, now they are a team, a troop, the crew even a tribe and if you're cool but really proud of them we say SQUAD!
But no one ever uses the word Trinity without saying Holy first, it's just not commonly done. As awesome as that is we will leave that realm for later. My Squad, my Trinity are my children. I used to say I want 4 children but in my research I have come to understand and accept that 3 has long been considered the number of completion. I had all 3 of my children completely natural, minimal drugs. It took my third child to finally decide, I'm Done!
When a woman gives birth she is quite literally a divine intervention. We are uniquely able to access the physical and spirit realm at the same time to navigate a soul into being. What's your super power?
I have done it 3 times and by definition a Trinity is a group of 3 people, so that's covered. But it is also the state of being 3. Of course their father helped but every single one looks just like me, they even act like me at times.
My heartbeats, walking around outside my body laughing, playing and expecting me to save their whole world if something goes wrong...they expect me to clean it too. I call them Divine, Warrior and Joy and each of them have their own manifestations of the number and/or multiple of 3 as they came to the state of being. I blew it off as coincidence at first but as you will see, the Universe got jokes...
The first time I gave birth the nurse told me very sternly "SHUT UP! You Are Scaring People!" As much as I had read about giving birth, I was still a screamer and someone probably thought I was possessed or giving birth to something possessed. Yes, it was that bad.
The nurse wasn't rude, her hand was warm as she held and patted mine but her eyes were all business. Once I got it together, Divine was born on a Wednesday at 1:15. Her month date and year present as multiple of 3 and she came 3yrs after a traumatic abortion. I consider her the divine gift of a second chance at life and being a mom.
My warrior son went a little better, not as much screaming and a little more fun. The night we conceived him my guy and I had friends visiting for dinner and movies but disappeared into our room when no one was looking. Being rude and naughty we accidentally put a hole in the wall and the bang was pretty loud. When they asked what we were doing and if everything was ok, the best lie we could come up with was that we were killing a really big spider...Yep.
I carried my son 3wks past his due date and waddled down 3 flights of stairs in active labor. By the time we got to the hospital there was barely anytime to prep me. The only question I heard was "Are you ready to push!?" To which I replied with an enraged scream; completely acceptable answer. With the help of my aunt, I redirected my rage and agony into deep breaths and managed to push two times. I was ready to give up but as I was ready for the 3rd push, my son's father finally shows up. He had been rushing from work to get to the delivery room. With a kiss hello he holds my right leg up and cheers me and his son to the finish. That was the best weirdest moment of my life! There was a complication with me so my son actually spent the first 30min of his life in his father's arms instead of mine. Just like his sister his time of birth, date and year reflect the number 3.
As cool as it was, I still blew it off as chance and just happy to have 2 beautiful children. Maybe that thought annoyed the Universe because the 3rd time there was no denying something strange was happening and the Universe got funny...
On April fools day of 2016, I had the best orgasm that was absolutely excruciating! I was having sex and moans of pleasure turned to torture, something was definitely wrong. My guy flipped out thinking he hurt me with his dick and if I didn't make it through this, it would be his fault and how would he explain to my parents that he crippled their daughter for life!!?
Whoa...Down Tiger!
Smh. Men.
I assured him that his worst fear would never be realized and I ain't goin out like that!! It turned out I had 3 cysts on my ovary, one of which was growing to be bigger than a golf ball. I called my Dad to tell him I was in the hospital but he thought I was joking. After a pic of my plastic bracelets and IV he believed me but the next comment was, uh oh, you're pregnant aren't you? At the time I said No. The cyst burst on its own a short time later and when I went for my 6wk check up, lo and behold, there was a little spot of a baby. So in my 33rd year I gave birth to my 3rd child and she too was born on a multiple of 3. She is my Joy.
After that I couldn't ignore what was happening and if I try I now know the Universe will spin it into an episode of Sex Sent Me To The ER or something crazy. So now that I have my personal Trinity of Divinity, Strength and Joy they are my life. Now you know the Squad...we will get to the tough stuff of actually raising them without losing my mind, all my energy and myself...
See You Wednesday, Stay Ready
-Trina
*The Coffee Mug Shown In This Post Can Be Ordered For $5 (plus shipping) By Visiting
https://www.facebook.com/2KeyCreations/
Or Direct Email/Paypal twokeycreations@yahoo.com
If they're not that bad they aren't just children, now they are a team, a troop, the crew even a tribe and if you're cool but really proud of them we say SQUAD!
But no one ever uses the word Trinity without saying Holy first, it's just not commonly done. As awesome as that is we will leave that realm for later. My Squad, my Trinity are my children. I used to say I want 4 children but in my research I have come to understand and accept that 3 has long been considered the number of completion. I had all 3 of my children completely natural, minimal drugs. It took my third child to finally decide, I'm Done!
When a woman gives birth she is quite literally a divine intervention. We are uniquely able to access the physical and spirit realm at the same time to navigate a soul into being. What's your super power?
I have done it 3 times and by definition a Trinity is a group of 3 people, so that's covered. But it is also the state of being 3. Of course their father helped but every single one looks just like me, they even act like me at times.
My heartbeats, walking around outside my body laughing, playing and expecting me to save their whole world if something goes wrong...they expect me to clean it too. I call them Divine, Warrior and Joy and each of them have their own manifestations of the number and/or multiple of 3 as they came to the state of being. I blew it off as coincidence at first but as you will see, the Universe got jokes...
The first time I gave birth the nurse told me very sternly "SHUT UP! You Are Scaring People!" As much as I had read about giving birth, I was still a screamer and someone probably thought I was possessed or giving birth to something possessed. Yes, it was that bad.
The nurse wasn't rude, her hand was warm as she held and patted mine but her eyes were all business. Once I got it together, Divine was born on a Wednesday at 1:15. Her month date and year present as multiple of 3 and she came 3yrs after a traumatic abortion. I consider her the divine gift of a second chance at life and being a mom.
My warrior son went a little better, not as much screaming and a little more fun. The night we conceived him my guy and I had friends visiting for dinner and movies but disappeared into our room when no one was looking. Being rude and naughty we accidentally put a hole in the wall and the bang was pretty loud. When they asked what we were doing and if everything was ok, the best lie we could come up with was that we were killing a really big spider...Yep.
I carried my son 3wks past his due date and waddled down 3 flights of stairs in active labor. By the time we got to the hospital there was barely anytime to prep me. The only question I heard was "Are you ready to push!?" To which I replied with an enraged scream; completely acceptable answer. With the help of my aunt, I redirected my rage and agony into deep breaths and managed to push two times. I was ready to give up but as I was ready for the 3rd push, my son's father finally shows up. He had been rushing from work to get to the delivery room. With a kiss hello he holds my right leg up and cheers me and his son to the finish. That was the best weirdest moment of my life! There was a complication with me so my son actually spent the first 30min of his life in his father's arms instead of mine. Just like his sister his time of birth, date and year reflect the number 3.
As cool as it was, I still blew it off as chance and just happy to have 2 beautiful children. Maybe that thought annoyed the Universe because the 3rd time there was no denying something strange was happening and the Universe got funny...
On April fools day of 2016, I had the best orgasm that was absolutely excruciating! I was having sex and moans of pleasure turned to torture, something was definitely wrong. My guy flipped out thinking he hurt me with his dick and if I didn't make it through this, it would be his fault and how would he explain to my parents that he crippled their daughter for life!!?
Whoa...Down Tiger!
Smh. Men.
I assured him that his worst fear would never be realized and I ain't goin out like that!! It turned out I had 3 cysts on my ovary, one of which was growing to be bigger than a golf ball. I called my Dad to tell him I was in the hospital but he thought I was joking. After a pic of my plastic bracelets and IV he believed me but the next comment was, uh oh, you're pregnant aren't you? At the time I said No. The cyst burst on its own a short time later and when I went for my 6wk check up, lo and behold, there was a little spot of a baby. So in my 33rd year I gave birth to my 3rd child and she too was born on a multiple of 3. She is my Joy.
After that I couldn't ignore what was happening and if I try I now know the Universe will spin it into an episode of Sex Sent Me To The ER or something crazy. So now that I have my personal Trinity of Divinity, Strength and Joy they are my life. Now you know the Squad...we will get to the tough stuff of actually raising them without losing my mind, all my energy and myself...
See You Wednesday, Stay Ready
-Trina
*The Coffee Mug Shown In This Post Can Be Ordered For $5 (plus shipping) By Visiting
https://www.facebook.com/2KeyCreations/
Or Direct Email/Paypal twokeycreations@yahoo.com
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