For those who ask me with disbelief "I don't know how you do it?!" I can't help but think that either you highly underestimate what you are capable of or your kids are really terrible.
This isn't physics, the concepts are simple. While most change one diaper I change three, I feed three babies, I load three babies into the car, etc etc etc. Yes lots of things do take three times as long but many things don't, this is why assembly lines are so popular because they are efficient, think feedings (they all eat at the same time) and I wash all their clothes at the same time (it's just a bigger load). There is still only one bathroom to clean, one kitchen, 1 kids worth of toys scattered about in one area. I don't have toys scattered on the roof or in the basement or even in my hair!
I am not about to break down at any moment in fact I'm far from it. We have our bad days but doesn't everyone? It IS a lot of hard work but with some organization most CAN manage raising triplets. Multiples learn patience before they can even understand what the concept is. They have to wait their turn and share from the time they are conceived. This is very helpful and makes a huge difference!
On rare occasions when I only have one boy to look after it feels so easy, so gentle, and so peaceful. Honestly I don't know why people complain. Many hands make the load light: two parents, two arms/parent, sometimes a much older brother or sister, and ALL this to ONE child! Although I'm sure this probably all goes out the window with baby number two if sibling are close in age.
At the end of the day I am pretty exhausted and possibly not three times as much, but I get a solid 8 hours of sleep to recuperate. I get paid with three times the rewards. Three times the hugs, three times the kisses, three times the cuteness, three times the sweetness, and three times the love! I seriously want to explode sometimes because of all this awesomeness around me. What could be better than that? Maybe knowing that my boys will always have not one but TWO best friends at their side.
Sometimes I just need to vent!