The doctor called and Baby C is a...

At this point, some of you must be thinking about how strange it is that I've been borrowing pictures of other people's kids for my blog posts.  Well, there's a reason I used this picture for today, in particular.  The doctor's office called us today with news on Baby C and this picture is a representation of the final results for our three babies.

Yep, we're having THREE GIRLS!

I've been thinking about this all day and I haven't been able to fully comprehend the gravity of my situation.  I'm sure Meghan is probably thinking about things completely differently, but my mind is totally consumed with questions like...

"What am I going to do with four women in the house?"

"How cute are they going to be when they're all dressed up in matching clothes?"

"How am I going to make sure that each of these girls feels equally loved?"

"Will the fraternal triplet feel left out when she has two sisters who look alike, or because they're triplets and sisters, will they all be close with each other?"

"What am I going to do when they all turn 16 and want to start driving?"

"Is there a chance that AT&T/Verizon will actually tell me that my girls have surpassed the limits of 'unlimited' text messaging?"

"How am I going to protect three girls from having their hearts broken?"

"How am I going to protect three girls in general?"

"How many more years into retirement am I going to have to work to pay for three weddings?"

"How awesome will it be that I'll get to have three father-daughter dances at their weddings?"

"How great is it that there's a much higher likelihood that we'll get to see them and future grandkids more often, since we all know that couples usually spend more time with the wife's family?"

"How amazing will it be when all three of my girls give me a hug at the end of the day?"

and, "How sweet will it be when all three learn to speak and can one day call me 'daddy'?"

One thing's for sure and it's that I'm in for one heck of a ride.  Bring it on.  I can't wait!