Before you pat me on the head and think, "That's so cute, just wait til the twos really get started," be assured we have our double share of tantrums, screaming matches, poop on the floor, running into streets, random sudden fears, and hair-pulling. They intensified just around two with a force that was definitely terrible, … Continue reading These twos are anything but terrible
I'm still waiting to feel like a zen homemaker instead of a frantic toddler mom in yoga pants and sort of clean hair when Bryant walks in the door to find me in a war zone of a kitchen wiping gobs of dinner off our little Ikea table.
This week, all two days of it, has been One Of Those. One poor sick sister kept them both up hours past bedtime Monday, then Catalina skipped her nap yesterday and kept me hopping, then they both managed to spread all three folded & sorted loads of laundry across the entire living room in the two minutes … Continue reading Things I Love: Tired Mom Eyes Edition
It's one of those days. Not exactly the everyone-crying-together days; I haven't had one of those since the zombie-like tired of the early months. But you know, the toddler equivalent. This is the best age I can imagine right now. But for most of the same reasons, hard days are also really hard-- if not for … Continue reading Those days when the laundry gets thrown behind the couch.
If I had a penny for every time I hear the phrase, we'd own a resort on our own private island. "You've got your hands full!" Is everyone's instinctive reaction to a mom of multiple kids, from parents and childless people alike, and it elicits sighs from a lot of twin moms because we hear … Continue reading Why I Don’t Mind Being Told I Have My Hands Full