Moms of multiples tell it like it is

Way back when–before September 5, 2001, to be exact–I was the she-half of a happily thriving D.I.N.K. union. My husband Scott and I had both been in the TV/video post-production business for upwards of a decade; and our salaries were comparable when we decided to throw caution—along with my Tri-Levlen—to the wind and try to [...]

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Always tending toward lifechange x 2, my husband and I recently made an involuntary exodus from gainful employment to the land of lost jobs. In truth, we feel highly optimistic about our prospects (“First one to get a job with benefits wins!”), and appreciate the fact we are being forced to actually walk our aspirational [...]

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I was 43. He was 7. To paraphrase/elaborate upon St. Paul: When I was a child, I thought as a child. I spoke as a child. When I acted unacceptably, I was spanked as a child. To paraphrase every corporal punishment apologist, I turned out okay — psychologically undamaged from derriere-administered discipline. Prior to parenthood, [...]

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It was a Tuesday. Our twins’ very first one. That morning at home began much like the delirious days preceding it: a 7:30am awkward and anxious tandem nursing, followed by double baby burping and dual diapering. As a first-time mom, I was adrift in the new-parent paranoia and hyper analysis of every hiccup and twitch [...]

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They’ll speak their own language. They’ll feel each other’s pain. They’ll always have a special bond. They’ll always have a best friend. Ask any twin parent, and they’ll testify; as soon as a multiples pregnancy is announced, those legendary lifelong predictions are made. The fascination with children that arrive in pairs is undeniable (seen any [...]

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Forgiveness is typically my forte. High-school boyfriends’ dalliances? Forgiven. My beloved great-grandmother’s racism based in ignorance? Forgiven. My father’s secret life? Forgiven. But today…today’s transpiration is testing the depth of my ability to readily rationalize. Since I can’t speak it aloud (twin little pitchers have big ears), blog about it I shall. On the next [...]

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Some of you may have already read our tale of meeting two babies. [It's in our book Twinspiration, shameless plug, shameless plug!] For those that haven’t, or for those who simply can’t get enough of twin birth stories (I count myself amongst your numbers!), here’s the play-by-play, with an illustration or two… Dateline: September 4th, [...]

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For that first few weeks — even months — with newborn twins, it felt as though we were forever going to the pediatrician’s office for near-daily weight checks. My second guessing and self-flagellation about my children’s intake began on Day One. Literally, Day One. Check-in nurses would ask, “How much do they take at each [...]

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Expecting twin parents often ask what are the “gotta-gets” for a family with two on the way. Sure, there are the obvious: two car seats, inordinate quantities of diapers, two high chairs, a double stroller, and lots of hands ready to help. One item that may not be so immediately evident, but one that I [...]

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The early days with my twins admittedly are somewhat blurry, but the days of plural potty training? Not as hazy as I might like! Sometime ago, I composed a diatribe (more of a catharsis really!) on our experience training our twins…the upshot of which, in trying to focus on the upbeat, I declared something along [...]

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