I have spoken before about how having twin girls conjures up so many stereotypes. People always telling me how much I must love brushing hair, painting nails, pretending to put make up on all with a huge pink backdrop with ribbons, kittens and pretty things. In reality, life with twin girls is not like that. They are who they are. One day we will be playing pirates in the mud, the next pushing baby dolls around in their pram. We shop in both the “girls” clothes section but can also be found happily buying blue dinosaur tops and boys briefs. For us, clothes, toys and colours are irrespective. The girls and Charlie go with what they like and that is that.
As a parent, you can often find yourself focusing on what you may perceive as parenting fails; you fret over the days where you shouted a lot, gave them chicken nuggets and chips again, you didn’t clear your laundry basket or you were too shattered to play pretend doggies for the nineteenth time. It sometimes is easier to focus on the negatives then stop and celebrate your parenting wins. As parents you are on duty 24/7 from the second the word “positive” pops up on a pregnancy test. Even when you aren’t with them physically, your mind never stops.
You oh fabulous Beyoncé is having twins! Wowee! Congratulations and welcome to a rather elite club that many before me and many after you will join. Two babies at once; the celebrity world is going to going into meltdown with the biggest a-listed dropping two sprogs at ones. On the day Pharell Williams announced he’d just had triplets, I’m presuming this could mean in twenty years there’s going to be the ultimate super group of multiple babies to look forward to?!
Aside from the cute outfits, adorable photographs, heart melting moments – what is it REALLY like to have twins?
My girls came home Friday from nursery with a little bag containing a book with letters in, a pen and a laminated sheet with the alphabet on. They were so incredible excited and wanted to get home quickly to “do their homework” I had to pinch myself to remember they are 3 year olds!
Homework is a concept they’re very familiar with having an older brother. He is really good at getting it done (at the moment anyhow!) as it’s set on a Friday so he completes it over the weekend. Sometimes he has maths puzzles or other times there’s work on the computer. He always has spellings which he has to sit and practise. All in all, for an 8 year old he has a fair bit to do. I cast my mind back to him in nursery and he never really did much “practical learning” as such.
When you bring a brand new human into the world, everyone makes allowances for you. Forgetting to text back, not getting out of your PJs by midday, constantly looking like crap – it’s fine, you’ve got a newborn! If you are crazy enough to have twins, then people make HUGE allowances for your state of permanent zombie-fication and the fact you are barely coherent for the first year. But you see, as each year passes people’s sympathy wanes and I have found right now, that quite frankly no one gives a give that your three-year old doesn’t sleep.