From the minute I was in the womb, I shared everything. I have a couple of womb buddies, my brother and sister. I am a triplet and like three peas in a pod we have been together through thick and thin. It is quite unique if you ask me. Does “twin-telepathy exist?” It sure does. I can tell what my sister wants to say, or how my brother feels. From preschool to high school we have had the same classes, same professors, even the same friends. The day came to graduate and it so oddly happened we knew this was the day to separate. Could we deal with the distance? No. We all decided on the same college, and even my sister and I chose the same dorm building. It is so interesting and I can see how being a multiple is intriguing to some, and others tend to ask questions, but to us, it is the normality in our lives.
What is it like?
Well because I am unaware of what I was like in a past life, if I had a past life, being a multiple is all I know. From sharing birthdays to watching people try to fit all names in the birthday song, it is entertaining for the most part but satisfying in the end. You will never be bored, and you will never go through anything alone. You are not a whole but you are a part of something. You share this life with another person(s).
How do you share?
This was probably an interesting chapter of our lives even till this day. We were born, we shared a room, and when we napped, I am pretty sure I would take my sister's binky. From bedrooms, to clothes, to toys, we shared everything. Sometimes it is harder when it is a boy and a girl, like me for instance. We got our license, and my sister and I had to share a car. My brother got his own car and I was stuck sharing a car with my sister who rarely let me drive it AND I still paid for most of the gas. We even share the same job. It can be weird at times, but for the most part, sharing is caring right? Or so they say. It is not all that bad, and it teaches me a lot about sharing and giving back to my other halves.
Types of reactions you receive?
When the conversation occurs or you tell someone you are a triplet, it escalates right from there. “Oh you’re a triplet, like you were born with two others? I don’t get it.”
“TRIPLETS? Wow, god bless your mother.”
“If I found out I was having triplets I would die.”
“So like who was born first? Well, like who came out first, and who is the oldest?”
“You are a triplet? That is so cool I wish I was a triplet.”
The reactions are endless and comical, but I love telling people I am a triplet because it is so unique and cool.
Do you have the same personality?
Just because we were born together and grew up together, shared everything and we were taught the same values/morals in life, does not mean that our personalities are the same. We are a multiple, but individuals as well. We each have our own personalities and even at times my sister would wish she could do things on her own. From the adolescent days to the day we left for college, no matter how independent one wants to be, and you will hate to admit it, you are dependent of your other half(s).
It is crazy to believe that a mother can go through a pregnancy with not one, but two or three or more! I am so thankful to be a multiple and some may not realize it now but you need your other half(s). They go through every issue together, they are each other's worst nightmares and best dreams. They are each other's own personal competition, yet they become one another's coach to help achieve anything in life. They will always be your best friend and shoulder to lean on. They forever will be your womb buddy for life!
