Happy 10 months old twins! We celebrated by going to a twin play group in a church hall, you know the type instant coffee in a polystyrene cup and a packet of custard creams. Lots of lovely smiling faces from fellow twin mums, who fetched my over enthusiastic daughter from an almost near fatal accident involving a much bigger toddler and a dolls pram. The kind of fellow twin mums who didn’t judge me for breaking mid conversation to retrieve my other twin from licking the biscuit crumbs from under the table after snack time. They just get it and what a breath of fresh air it was to be in the company of such great women.

After a rather tricky and exhausting time I’ve been having with it ‘all’ I decided today that actually I’ve come a long way, and learnt quite a fair bit about myself, the kids and my abilities to juggle a baby on each hip whilst being able to sign for a package; god knows what my postman must think of me.

So this is a list, and by no means is it finished because well let’s face it being a mother never really is over is it?

  • a cream cheese sandwich and a Petit Filou is perfectly acceptable to give the twins for lunch every day
  • I still hate baking, glitter and playdough
  • and Mr Tumble
  • and soft play
  • but nothing says ‘you’re almost there’ than the Cbeebies bedtime theme tune
  • there’s no such thing as a quick trip to the shops/park/cafe – its a full on military operation
  • I can fold the double buggy into the boot of the car quicker than the woman in the demo video on YouTube
  • an emotional 9 year old vs crying twins? Still not sure which is harder to deal with
  • pooing alone is now considered a luxury
  • and showering for that matter
  • buying the Sunday papers and reading them the following Friday is an achievement
  • the dishwasher is never empty
  • and I can never seem to get to the end of the washing pile
  • despite being identical by genetics, the twins personalities are as different from each other as their older sisters
  • the fascination with twins where ever we go never ceases to amaze me
  • no matter how many children you have, those first milestones like finding the sharp corner of one of the twins 1st tooth today still fills me with immense pride and joy
  • going out for a family lunch is a waste of time and money and at least 4/6 of us end up in tears
  • some days I really haven’t ‘got this mama’ shit together at all (despite reading it on my favourite mug in the morning) and that’s ok
  • and some days I’m bored, tired, unfulfilled and that’s ok too
  • and then there’s days were we have a GREAT day doing absolutely nothing but just hanging out and those are the days to remember
  • despite my concerns my lap is big enough to fit 4 daughters on it for a massive cuddle
  • I’m not necessarily the mother I thought I’d be, but I’m pretty happy with the mother I’ve turned out to be
  • and EVERYONE at some point is struggling with motherhood one way or another (even the woman who who looks like she’s got her shit together at rhyme time)