Twins. It’s pretty much what everyone says – a lot of work. So many people ask is it harder with two?
The answer is yes.
And no.
In many ways it’s more rewarding. But what the hell do I know, I’ve only had two. In no particular order…
- Twice the diapers (cost).
- Twice the diapers (human waste).
- Your kids are out of diapers faster than two singletons who are close in age.
- The bond is amazing - every morning Katie and Patrick look to each other in their cribs. At day camp, they glance across the room at one another. They are as much friends as they are brother and sister.
- To see your child bond with another, like holding hands or a kiss, is even more rewarding when they do it every day in your living room.
- Zone defense is hard. Man-to-man is where it’s at.
- If one is quiet, something is brewing. If both are quiet, best go see what they’ve gotten in to.
- Nobody wants to leave their kid alone in the car when you’re getting ready to go out. But how do you strap them both in? Answer = two people. Always.
- Or at day care you push one in a stroller and carry the other.
- Twice the laundry.
- Katie and Patrick share better than most singletons we know. Of course, they also take things from one another, too.
- As much as they share DNA and a birth date, they are two completely individual people with strengths and weaknesses like all of us.
- Travel by plane with one infant means the parents share kid-on-the-lap space. With two, not so much.
- The safest car seats cost $250. Each.
- Day care costs more than I’ve ever paid in rent. It’s a mortgage payment.
- Forget real conversations at a party with your kids. If you’re primary, you are unable to do anything else. If you’re talking to a friend when one gets away from the primary, you’re running mid-sentence.
- People stop and stare – everyone loves an infant. But two brings out conversations from strangers about a sister who has twins, etc. When I take just one, we get ignored.
- As they get older, they will have each other to play with, so there is less relying on Mom and Dad to be full-time playmates.
Happy Monday. Er, Tuesday!
