Some Days are Easier Than Others!

Having twin toddlers isn’t all fun and games. Some days are easier than others.

Currently, the weather here is about as bad as it has been this year. It is gray, cloudy, raining off and on, and the coldest it has been this year. Does wonders for the mood! NOT.

I took the two snotty, screaming monkeys out this morning. I HAD to get out! We were out of coffee… and I needed a hit of caffeine to survive the morning. DH was riding. So, off we went.

I went into Starbucks for a treat. Sugarfree Vanilla Latte was on my mind. As I’m standing there in line, my kids start their squirming. B starts saying, “Down, down, down”. I was trying to keep them occupied when a woman walked up to us. She smiled at the kids. She said she has b/g twins who are 3, almost 4. I said I didn’t know if we would make it that far… jokingly. She said, “oh yes, I remember how hard it was.” And right there… I started crying. Right in the middle of Starbucks… for all to see. I started crying. Not loudly… just tears of weariness.

She felt so bad… but she understood. She rubbed my arm. Laughed a bit when she started to get a napkin and saw I had all sorts of cloths and kleenex already in my pocket. She said, if anyone would understand, it was her. She is a mother of twins. She has been there. AND… she survived to tell!

Our little man has sprouted his first 2 year molar. He has been more needy and whiny than ever before. B follows suit. I think she doesn’t want Z to get love and attention that she isn’t getting.

On top of it… we are definitely on the path to terrible twos. They no longer pay any attention to “no” or “come here”. Oh, let me take that back… they do hear, but they chose to go the opposite way or do what we don’t want them to. Then of course, they laugh. They are at the point where they are trying to take control. They realize that they are a separate person from Mommy and Daddy. They have choices. They are testing their boundaries. No, they are not TRYING to be naughty. They are just exploring their limitations.

So, we have been doing time out. In fact, B climbs on the table. Tells herself to sit down. Then tells herself, “Pop ahht” (Time out”). She then proceeds to go sit in time out. I don’t even have to do anything. lol

Ahhhh If you have a toddler. You know what I’m talking about. I have been told we will survive. For now, I will take some breaks when I can. I will continue to meditate each evening (let me tell you, that does WONDERS). And for now, I’m going to have a glass of wine and watch a little TV while the little ones nap.