The Twin Parenting Experts!

I could rant about this all day. I used to think the questions and comments from stupid people, or the well meaning ones, would eventually stop because I have b/g twins, and most people wouldn't notice they're twins anymore. But once they started school, it's become almost unbearable the way people just won't shut up. "How do you get them both ready in the morning?" "Are they in the same class?" "Will you separate them later?" "Why didn't you separate them in the beginning?" "Which one is more intelligent and does better in school?" "Do you feel you're giving them enough individual time when they have homework?" Blah Blah Blah... Even their school's new librarian asked me if they were twins and how it would be wonderful if I spent time with them separately reading, because "they're individuals".

Seriously? They're individuals? I NEVER realized that! Since they're multiples I've only ever treated them as one unit. It's not only easier, but it saves money too. Why feed them two meals in one sitting when I can just divide one meal in half? I also leave one naked and keep one dressed every day, so I have less laundry at the end of the week. Pity I can't do that with their school uniforms. But such is life. Sigh!!

And why should I give them individual time? That's nonsense! They were conceived together, and really, we didn't do it twice or anything that night, were womb mates, were born within the same minute, shared a crib, a house, toys, meal times... Why should it be any different now? They're TWINS, they must be together forever and always. One unit, one being, one life! The end!

As for the experts on parenting?.... And more so the experts on parenting multiples, who are usually people who have only encountered multiples on TV shows like National Geographic or Zack and Cody, OK maybe some stuff by the Olsen twins too. Having watched these shows, they feel they know everything and give out advice freely. "You should try this" "You should do that" You should shut the hell up before I drag you to the nearest IVF clinic and pay them to implant you with the maximum.

My husband laughs, and I laugh with him, but I save the rants for my blog because I have to let it out somewhere. If I don't I'm likely to let it out while they're around to hear me, and that wouldn't be pretty.

I like to think I'm a good parent, or at least one who tries her best to be one. Every day I learn something new just like anyone else. I am not a freak and neither are my children. We parents of twins and other higher order multiples face the same day to day challenges as other parents. OK so maybe we're better at multi-tasking than mostt (OK OK, we just like to think we are, it's all we have really so please back off) but we're really not that different, and we don't want to be treated as such. Your questions are welcome of course, but PLEASE stop sometimes and think about how stupid it sounds in your head before you let others hear it. And for those times when you just NEED to know... try Google.

Ruling the Roost!

I've noticed since Seek and Destroy turned four, they for some odd reason now consider themselves the authority on everything. This simply does not sit well with me, since I've always considered myself the authority on everything... probably also since my fourth birthday. I'm sure my mom will agree, but this isn't about me, it's about them. You know, those two little twinlet 'know it alls' I have running around my house refusing to eat otherwise favored veggies because according to them veggies are junk food. Asking why they think that would be pointless as any parent of young children knows. But, against my better judgement, and also because I like to hear my kids speak sometimes, I asked "Why?" and got the following answers:

B: Poatoes are JUNK FOOD (he likes to yell out important words and terms) because they become chips and chips are JUNK FOOD.

H: I hate brocoli and that's why it's junk food. (As you can see, this one prefers the direct approach.

So thus ended the discussion of why they won't eat certain vegetables anymore, and made me hunt around on Amazon for the Deceptively Delicious cookbook I keep hearing rave reviews about, even though deep down I know they'll figure it out after a couple of meals because , well... I'm just blessed with such intelligent kids.

Then there's the absolute know it all attitude about everything. "We should always watch TV before we do our homework because it's good for our eyes" or "Daddy always has money in his wallet even when he doesn't have any money" (They know about the debit cards dammit) and "You're the best mommy in the whole world, mommy and you never yell at us." OK, OK, I made the last one up, but the other ones are just too horrible to mention.

Of course there are some things only mommy would know, and they humbly ask me the important questions such as "Why do cows have four legs and longer tails than dogs?" "Why does my teacher have smaller boobs than you do mommy?" "Are the clouds peeing because they drank too much water?"

And to think when they were almost two and only babbling, I used to worry they'd have speech problems.

And I Cry... And I Cry.... And I Frickin CRY!

I really do believe I have become the world's biggest wuss bucket. During my pregnancy many moons ago I went through the normal hormonal changes and would get weepy when I saw pictures of cute babies, puppies playing together and even diaper packs. Then when my twins were born, I cried the normal tears when they cried, or looked particularly adorable in their co-coordinating outfits, or when they woke up at 3:00am after sleeping for an hour. Nothing strange about that as I'm sure most mothers will agree.

But now four years later, I'm still crying for the most ridiculous things. What's up with that? Why in the world should an episode of According to Jim make me weep? Why does watching a contestant on American Idol making it through the audition with a yellow paper make me tear up with joy for them? Why do I read something funny on Looky Daddy and think "Awww what a sweet funny man he is" and then bawl like a baby? Where is my spine? Why are my tear ducts not doing their job? When did I become so pathetic?

I used to have some spine, I could watch all the chick flicks and mostly rolled my eyes at how stupid other women were for crying when Demi Moore finally believed in Ghost. I didn't even shed a tear when my husband proposed, but then the ass took me by surprise and I went into shock. Still, I didn't cry at my wedding either, so that proves I was a hard ass right? I mean which woman in her right mind does NOT cry at her wedding when she's gazing into her husband's eyes and saying those over rehearsed vows she agonized for hours over and her husband will never remember the words? Which woman doesn't cry during the first dance while she's singing the lyrics to the song she fought tooth and nail to have played for that dance? Maybe a few... like me.

So, it's shocking that I cry for the most ridiculous things now and wish I could stop doing it. It won't be long before my husband leaves me for being a spineless waife.... Waife? Ha! Or starts looking around for a more ballsy woman. Not that he's that shallow or anything, and he knows I'll kill him several times should he ever wander. But still, you get my point. I need to be stronger when watching breakfast commercials or credit card commercials come to think of it. Even those make me cry.

I'm such a pussy! Sheesh!

Sometimes Mommy Bloggers Forget to Blog!

For a couple of months. LOL

I cannot believe I just stopped blogging. Actually, I can. November and December were such busy, stressful months. I was bogged down with tons of occasions, events, school activities and of course the whole holiday season madness.

Starting with my birthday on November 11 (happy birthday to me) which as a small affair at home because I had the twinlets birthday coming up in two weeks and of course was busy planning, planning and well, planning. They wanted a party in school with all their friends, so on the 21st we sent in party boxes for 22 kids chock full of giant cupcakes, other snacks and juice. Then on the 23rd (Sunday) we had a family luncheon at home which continued till 6:00pm so naturally I had no time to recover before the school week began with all it's practices for their Sports Gala which was scheduled for early December.

The sports event went off great with both of them participating in races and the Walk By. B was also selected for the TaeKwon Do display and I've never been more proud of my boy.

My mom left for Oman on December 06, to spend the holidays with my sister and her family, while we started to get into the holiday season. It wasn't the same without her here but we had a blast decorating, making cookies and shopping. The kids appreciated Christmas like never before, and for them the whole holiday was one big joyride of fun, presents, more fun and tons more presents. Sigh... to be a child during Christmas!

The New Year has been quiet and so far very good. But it's early yet so I expect there'll be lots of interesting things to come in the months ahead. I just wish we get to experience all that in peace and no conflict in this country of ours.

I plan to upload a slideshow and share some pictures of Seek & Destroy fromt the last two months. Hopefully, I will be able to do that this week........... unless I forget about this blog again. ;)

Thanks for stopping by and I wish you all a year of peace and happiness.