Something happens to people when you tell them you are having triplets. It's like that part of the brain that filters out things others might find offensive just shuts off completely. People ask all sorts of well-intentioned questions and give every piece of "multiples" advice they've ever heard or read. Which I think is sweet. But some things are just too much. When we tell people we're having triplets this look of terror comes over many of their faces followed by "better you than me" or "I'd lose my mind if I were in your place". They act as though in 6 months or so I'll be giving birth to 3 gremlins instead of God's precious gifts. But the one comment that really got under my skin was a women who asked me "so would you be really upset if one of them died?". I was a little stunned at her question otherwise I might have had some snappy comeback. Or else I may have questioned her if she would be upset if one of her children died? Actually I really felt like channeling some of the comedian Bill Engvall and saying "here's your sign". She deserved it!