Why you might ask? Don’t I have enough to do?
I’d like to document cute B and C stories for posterity and also some of my thoughts before my brain turns completely to jelly and I forget them all. I figure I’ll be more motivated if I think someone else might actually be reading it. I just need an outlet. Facebook isn’t cutting it anymore and my co-workers get really tired of me rambling on about my kids. "Don’t you have anything else going on in your life?" Well, no actually. And I couldn’t be happier.
When Becca and Charles were babies, I met many parents with older sets of twins. They all told me the same thing. That special message that parents of multiples need to hear. "Don’t worry, it WILL get easier." Sometimes complete strangers would stop me on the street or at the mall just to pass on those words of hope.
Last week, I saw a mom with her newborn twins at Carters/Oshkosh and I stopped to gush over the babies and reassure her. "Don’t worry, it gets easier." But what I didn’t mention was how long she'd have to wait -- I'm thinking it must happen around age 3.
Cheers,
Sandra
Quote of the Day:
C at the grocery store. "Mama, let's go on an adventure and see the monsters!!!" Took me about 20 minutes to figure out he meant the lobsters in the seafood tank.
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