I was taken aback by the image sent to me from an unknown number.

Tears escaped my eyes freely as I stared at Matrix's  broad back and his arms clinging to the girl's waist.

I didn't know I was already wailing my heart out until Madonna was caressing my back.

Sheila was there too and asking me to calm down.

My already big stomach started to cramped up which added to the pain I was feeling.

My body was heavy enough as it is.

My heart was so exhausted from all the burden this love between us has given to me.

"Oh shit! Fudge! Dinudugo ka na! Kumalma ka bes!" Sheila yelled and frantically pulled out her phone.
"Hello! 911? Emergency! Mapapaanak na ang kaibigan ko, tatanungin mo pa ako kung ano nangyare! Eto ang address, makinig ka!"

Our neighbors probably heard us as two men lifted me up and the next thing I know was I was in the delivery room screaming at the top of my lungs.

I blacked out after the stressful turn of events.

I woke up with a burnt out body and  broken heart.

I didn't know what to feel anymore.

My tears kept pouring nonstop.

I was given a sedative and I woke up the next day.

"Frenny!" "Bru!" Came Sheila and Madonna's voices.

"Ang kambal ko?" I asked in a hoarse voice.

"Anong kambal? Gaga ka! Triplets ang inire mo!" Shei exclaimed and massaged my arms.

"Andun sila sa nursery room pero naka-incubator pa. Premature sila. Next two months ka pa dapat manganganak pero dahil sa walangya mong fiance, napaanak ka ng wala sa oras!" Madonna's voice speak volumes of anger and I had to shy away from her.

"We followed the names of the babies as you requested. But since, you were passed out for almost a day, kami na ang nagpangalan sa isa sa triplets." Shei grinned at me and I looked at Madonna as she nodded in approval.

"You have two boys and one girl. Sharp shooter ang De Silva ha!" Madonna added and wiggled her eyebrows.

"Can you take me to the nursery room?" I asked them just in time the nurse arrived. "Nurse, pwede ko po ba makita mga anak ko?"

"Of course, Mommy! Check ko lang po vitals nyo ha." She smiled and did her routines on me. "Magdadala po muna ako ng wheelchair nyo dito then your friends can take you to the NICU."

I thanked her and after fifteen minutes, Madonna was pushing me to the NICU.

As soon as we get there, happy and fresh tears filled up my eyes.

Timothy John De Silva
Trevor Joseph De Silva
Winter Clarity De Silva
Born: August 12, 2020

I was more than overjoyed with these babies in front of me.

I am in bliss. Sheila and Madonna were gushing beside me when they saw my babies.

"Oh, ang ganda ng names nila ha! Kami ang nagpangalan ng Trevor Joseph!" Sheila exclaimed and Madonna had to slap her to keep quiet.

It pains me to see my children in an incubator.

They should be delivered on time but because of my nervous breakdown the other day, I had to give birth earlier than expected.

"Thank you, girls. Hindi ko kakayanin ang lahat ng to kung wala kayo." I said and reached for their hands.

"Ano ka ba, squad goals tayo noh!" Madonna said and winked at me.

"Pero girl, honestly, I think you need professional help. You have gone thru so much already. Its all building up inside you." Shei said and turned serious.

Madonna nodded. "Hindi sa ayaw naming tulungan ka, pero mas maigi na sa propesyonal ka lumapit."

I stayed silent then said.
"Pag-iisipan ko. Salamat mga bru."

"Balik na tayo sa room mo?" Sheila asked. I nodded and this time, it was her turn to push my wheelchair towards our room.

I kept quiet all throughout while they talk about other things.

All the past memories kept haunting back and as I realized that I will be raising my kids alone, I know I will be needing all the help I can get.

My emotional state is not stable right now.

I have read about postpartum depression and anxiety and I am afraid that it will affect my motherhood greatly.

I think it's about time to seek help.