More things about two

Sharing mommy

I wouldn't change having Carmy and Lena for anything, but sometimes I get a major case of single-baby envy. 

Having twins means that no one gets as much snuggle time with mommy as they want. I know moms with more than one child probably share the feeling that there's never enough of them to go around. But sometimes I crave that bonding time the mom gets with her very first child, when there's no others to worry about, when it's just baby and mommy.

Having twins means going to play groups and library story times only if I have my mom with me as neither baby can stand on their own so both need to be helped. It means I can only nurse/cozy up with one for a few minutes before naptime, while the other waits in the play pen in the other room. It means when one starts crying, quite often the other starts too, just because the first one is. It means that after mealtime, I have to wash mouths, hands AND ears/hair because they sit beside each other and get their mucky fingers all over each others heads. It means hair pulling, ear pulling and trampling all over one another because, as both are just babies, they don't understand that it hurts the other person. It means I cannot reason with either in lessons of sharing (hence much toy pulling and tears). It means that it doesn't matter if one sleeps through the night, if the other one doesn't. Having twins also means I am always busy (which isn't always a bad thing). It means that everything I do, everywhere I go, has to involve a strategy.

Having twins is certainly difficult, but I feel honoured and grateful to be simultaneously rewarded and challenged with two at once. It has completely taken over my life, and even though I wonder what it would be like to have just one, I wouldn't change things if I could.