Having twins is challenging... you have double the amount of chores to deal with, twice as many clothes to buy, extortionate childcare costs and your attention is always divided. But I wouldn’t want it any other way. . . . Keep Reading
Little biting monkey
As I mentioned in a previous post, T1 tends to be more boisterous than his brother. I’ve heard the words ‘rowdy’, ‘naughty’ and ‘monster’ all being used to describe him. Sometimes, on bad days, even in the same sentence. I prefer to call him 'over-excitable'. . . . Keep Reading
And the world record for the most cups of cold coffee goes to…
Today I think I’m going to break my all time world record; I’ve just discovered cold coffee number four. Out of five coffees made by me this fair morning, only one made it to my lips.Stinky nappies always come in pairs in my house, and they always come just as I’m clutching my steaming mug of caffeine and about to have five minutes on the sofa. By the time I’ve changed two boys, taken the offending items to the bin outside, stopped the boys from eating the batteries in the remote control and . . . Keep Reading
Toddler time
Toddler time means sleep deprivation. Why is it when one twin wakes up at 5am, his brother waits until the next day to wake up at 5am. If only they could synchronise (like I’m sure twins are supposed to) and both wake up at 5am on the same day, then give me a chance to sleep in the next day. But that’s twins for you. They like to stagger things to keep you on your toes. . . . Keep Reading