I think back to those words I first spoke when I found out we were having twins – “how will we pay for college?” I was so completely unaware to the challenges of parenting multiples that I was oblivious that the 18 years prior to sending them to college would be way more of an issue than figuring out the financial aid.
Today was a really tough twin day – one where my bag of Chic-fil-a burst open pouring onto the concrete as I struggled to carry both to the car, and then in an attempt to get my keys and open my van door, one child darts out of my reach, running though the parking lot as a drag the other to catch up and get him before a car did.
Thank God for the sweet (random) woman who came up and asked how she could help – I shoved Brayden into her arms, and went back to fishing for my keys. “I think you lost a binky” she said. “I think I’m loosing it all” I responded.
Being a twin mom is ROUGH
sometimes almost all the time. I’ve read too many Twiniversity posts where moms debate back and forth on what’s harder – infancy or toddlerhood. The reality is that none of it is easy, it’s all impossible.
My mom has asked me lately why it is that being a “stay-at-home” mom isn’t enough for me, like it was for her back in the 80s and 90s. I wasn’t able to put my finger on an answer when she asked. Maybe it was because she’d already had a full teaching career before she stayed home? Maybe it’s because more women work today and I want to still be part of that world. It wasn’t until today that I realized that without this blog and GiggleBuzz, I’d likely go off the deep end. If I was purely measuring my success on days like today, I’d honestly feel like such a failure.
I still struggle to not get frustrated by those who poo-poo the struggles.
- “Oh I have two kids too – I know how it is.”
- “I’m sure in some ways twins are easier – they always have someone to play with.”
- “I would never put my kids on a leash, I just taught them to stay near me in the parking lot.”
Susan Heim says
Twins are SO much harder than two kids. I had two boys three years apart, and then 11 years later I had twin boys. I wish now I had appreciated the days more with my singletons because twins are 10 times harder. Even now that they’re almost 10 years old, it’s still a struggle every day to keep them from fighting and causing chaos. The age-related issues are amplified. Yes, I love them like crazy and am so very grateful to have twins, but raising them is definitely the most challenging thing I’ve ever done.
Hang in there. We all have our bad days. My twins are going to be 21months on the 23rd of this month. I have great days, good days, and days I wish I didn’t have to get out of bed. On my worst days, I look at my boys and thank God that we are where we are since there were so many life threatening struggles at the beginning. Now they are happy and health, and the kisses and hugs make each day worth every minute, good and bad. All my support goes out to you, you are your kid’s hero!
Growing Up Madison says
Having just one can be just as much a handful. I used to say I would love to have Twins, then I had Madison. I can’t imagine having 2 of her. Seems like you just had a really rough day but I hope they are few and far apart. There has got to be some really great days as well. At the end of the day, you look back and appreciate how much they’ve grown and become their own individual person, and as you said “at least they didn’t die”. Sending some virtual hugs your way. ((huggs))
Ahh! I just wrote a blog post on my Top 10 Reasons I’m Grateful I Have Twins. The days are hard, and you’re right, they don’t get easier: They’re just different. Different challenges come along with each stage. My twins are 1 now and it definitely is a struggle. I’m looking forward to reading more about your twins!
Amy Miller says
As a mom of 3 year old twins, I can completely relate. Sometimes it is so overwhelming. I am by no means and “expert” and a lot of times just making it through the day his an accomplishment. I will tell you, as they get older there are more rewarding times. Like yesterday when my son Chase walked up to his sister Charlie, sat right next to her and gave her a bug hug and a big kiss and said “I love you Charlie!”. So sweet, considering he was punching her just 15 minutes earlier. 🙂