WE DON’T HAVE A CHOICE

“How do you do it?” This is probably the most frequent question we get asked with regards to raising twins. I used to shrug my shoulders and reply that we didn’t know any different, but I think my new favorite answer is “we don’t have a choice.” This one usually results in some sort of “ah-ha” moment for the person asking the question. We don’t have a choice. We have two babies and we have to meet their needs. This has gotten easier as we’re better able to anticipate what their needs are and can tell their moods. Plus, we’re just faster at things like diaper changes, baths, getting packed and out the door, etc.

I do have concerns about how we’ll manage when they are both on the move. The days of putting them down and being relatively certain they’ll be in the same spot when you return are rapidly coming to a close. Maria has finally decided that she doesn’t despise tummy time and can roll across the room when put down on her back or belly. Grant does his “back stroke”, where he arches his back to see behind him and uses his feet to push his body forward. Thankfully, he won’t back stroke on the hardwood, so he stops when he gets to the doorway of their room. He has scooted under the cribs and under Maria’s feet as she’s jumping away in the jumparoo, so we have had to take a second to find him a time or two. I can tell they are both much more interested in getting around on their own and are using that motivation to try new things each day. Mobility will be a game changer, but I’m sure we’ll adapt as we always do. After all, we don’t have a choice.

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2 thoughts on “WE DON’T HAVE A CHOICE

  1. I watched my son feeding his 5 month old son while we video chatted on Friday. His wife was holding their 5 month old daughter. The 2 year old decided it was time to remove her clothing. It was so interesting to watch him hold and feed with the right arm and assist the 2 year old! The reason for the removal of clothing? Her dirty diaper. So the little girl went into the seat they refer to as Vegas (lots of bells & whistles), the boy went to Momma and Grandma was soon looking at the 2 yr old’s bum via web camera! You do what you have to do.

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