Last night I bathed the twins, dressed them and put them to bed after they’d had a busy day playing and being coated in various materials such as mud, soil, water, yoghurt and pasta sauce. Bath time for the twins, right before bed, is something that Hubby and I try to do every night. In fact right now it’s probably one of the twins favourite times of the day; they love bath time, jumping about excitedly as the bath fills up with warm, soapy water.
They are quite amused playing with just cups; filling and emptying them over and over. They make each other laugh by throwing and flicking water everywhere and giggle to each other (as we repeatedly tell them to sit down!).
I suppose that’s one of the main advantages of being a twin. Having a best friend, always with you, always by your side. Someone to play and laugh with and someone to share the journey of your childhood. Someone to hatch devious plans with and then someone to point at when asked whose naughty idea it was. OK, yes at times they argue, yes they squabble over the same toys, yes there’s ‘timeout’ for the one that bites the other…but mostly it’s great fun having a full-time playmate!
At 19 months old now they have real personalities. Harry, is funny and silly and laid back, but is extremely stubborn. Lottie, kind, affectionate and sweet – but a total diva and incredibly high maintenance! But they compliment each other well. He makes daft faces and initiates play such as hide and seek, and she is the boss – very much in charge! She also hugs him often and kisses him and passes him things that he’s dropped. They are very good together and extremely lucky to have each other.
And there’s been major advantages of having twins for me too. Being pregnant and carrying two babies at once was torture on my body but at least I only gave birth once and got two newborns in one go! The sleepless nights were tough but at least we don’t have to endure that time again. And the help and attention we get is very welcome too. And as we reach and pass each milestone such as crawling, weaning, walking, talking – there’s a sigh of relief…and real sense of achievement.
And despite at times me being driven to hiding in the under-the-stairs cupboard, or opening a bottle of wine on a Tuesday night, or eating a whole box of chocolates in bed, or leaving the room that they’re in and saying rude words before re-entering it again calmly – I know that I am very lucky and very blessed with my precious twins.
And I look forward to watching them grow and make their childhood memories together.