My husband and I met up with some friends on President's Day and went to Sweet Tomatoes for dinner. While there, the friend asked about my blog and I responded with "Have I had time?
So this one is for my friend.
I have decided that having twins is manageable, hard, but manageable. My husband and I take turns trading off. (By the way I do not know how parents of triplets or more handle it, my hat goes off to you). If one is especially fussy, then we try to console for a little bit and end up trading when all of a sudden that certain fussy child is miracuoulsy cured. Also we take turns feeding during the night. Unfortunately, we still don't sleep well, because if one starts crying, you automatically want to help even if its not your twin for the night.
The biggest issue that we have with raising our twins is our toddler. She is the one who causes us trouble. She constantly wants us to do things for her, but she waits until we are busy with the twins and then gets sad when things don't go her way. Forget the terrible twos, I think that terrible threes are worse.
