When the twins were a few months old, somebody (I can’t remember who) told me that they would get ‘easier’ at around four years old. I didn’t quite know how to react to this news, and thought (at the time) that four years old felt SO far away. “It can’t be all that bad surely?” I naively thought. Of course there have been all…

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We were at the swings yesterday and as they both played and laughed on the see-saw together I realised how much they will always have each other. It is so nice that they have a playmate there, all day, every day, no matter what they are doing. They are very lucky.

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This year has already been full on. The twins started preschool, then moved into big beds. Now potty training. I need a lie-down! Potty training though seemed to ‘happen by accident’ – (forgive the pun!). Last week Lottie said to me: Lottie: “No nappy Mummy” Me: “You don’t want your nappy on?” Lottie: “No” Me: “Are you sure?” Lottie: “Yes…

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We decided to take the sides off Harry & Lottie’s cotbeds around mid-February and make them into toddler beds. I was feeling VERY nervous. “Why ruin a great bedtime routine? Why make life so much harder for ourselves?”…Hubby and I asked ourselves! Because (I guess) we felt like it was the right time…and that we had to do it one day.

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I read a brilliant post by one of my really good friends Sarah, who blogs over at Extraordinary Chaos – entitled ‘You know you live with boys when…’ It got me thinking about what it is like living with, and raising twins. And what it is REALLY like to be a Mum of toddler twins. So, you know you’re a Mum…

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Those first few months after the twins were born were wonderful. Our little miracles were here, both beautiful and both adorable. Except that they didn’t sleep much. So, of course, neither did we. Hubby and I thought we were prepared for the sleep deprivation. EVERYONE tells you that it’s going to be tough. So you know it will be. However…when you are…

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It’s taken me ages to get the twins ready this morning. They’ve struggled to get dressed and fought with me to put their coats and shoes on. I’m running late. It’s raining outside and it’s so cold. We get in the car, arrive at a friend’s house and she makes me a well-needed cuppa. The twins eat biscuits. We’ve not been…

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