One of my least favorite things people say to me when they see me with twins, is “You’ve got your hands full.” Yes, yes I do. With two kids, or twins in my case, my hands are full. Crazy how with two hands and two kids that would make sense, huh? One hand for each kid.
Anyways, I have been keeping extra busy with my twins as they are approacing the 2-year mark in less than 3 months. It seems so daunting. If they do throw tantrums and enter the “terrible two” phase, I think that would blow, big time. But I think terrible twos might just be terrible because there are two.
Twins are great in many ways as they entertain each other, play with each other, sometimes feed each other, help one another, are my helpers, give hugs and kisses to each other, and so forth. They are a ton of fun:They find joy in the simplest things and look at things in whole new ways:
In many ways, however, twins are a challenge and a half, especially as they are getting older – double screaming, yelling, Mommy-wanting, fighting, hitting, time-outs, messes, and chaos.
I now am full aware of the truthfulness of the difficult nature of trying to keep a house clean when you have children. They sometimes get all the toys out I just put away so I could vacuum, one minute after I got done putting them away, impeding my vacuuming. And don’t even get me started about mealtime, where their favorite activity is dumping their bowls of food onto themselves, the tray, and the ground, and then putting the bowl on top of their heads…
I like a clean house and twins certainly make that a challenge.
And then there is the fun surprises of coming downstairs to see two completely undressed children running around, wiping their privates with wipes from the wipes container (after leaving them alone for about 2 minutes), or one of them jumping into the bathtub with their clothes still on, or them picking their noses, or them pulling down their pants whenever and wherever, or the joys of running after them in the auto dealership as they climb in and out of cars and beg for a balloon.
They do keep me busy and my hands full.
But, they keep my heart fuller.
For example, one morning I had the joy of watching my children do this for about 20 minutes straight as I cleaned up in the kitchen:I guess I should remove the chairs from around the table more often! So, even though we sometimes have mornings like this:
I greatly enjoy being a mother of twin toddlers despite the full arms. They are the best little girls. I hope they stay that way, and if not, then I hope I can adapt!
What’s your favorite thing about raising toddlers/twins? And least favorite?