So, as is my nature, I do manage to leave the house with my crew in tow (often with a grandma to help out) and discovered taking twins to the store adds more time to your trip. Yes, it adds a few minutes that I'm now putting two more children in and out of car seats. And yes, it adds time if one (or both) get fussy while we're out. But what I think really adds the time is getting stopped by every third person who comments on the babies. Oh, are they twins? Yes. A boy and a girl? No, both girls (note to self: rethink dressing girls in brown). Are they identical? No. How old are they? You must have your hands full and on and on = 5 minutes and up.
I do love being a mom of twins, and I realize it's a novelty...and I'm thinking this is just going to be a part of life from now on. No matter how old they get - they're still twins and people are still going to turn heads. What's even more ironic is that even with myself realizing that a twin mom takes more time to get through the store with this phenomena, I still took a minute of another twin mom's time when I saw one at Target because I saw she had twins and an older sibling (like me) and I was admiring her stroller.
Recently we hired a Family Assistant and I swapped roles with her at Target and let her push the stroller with the twins and toddler while I would run and grab items and take them back to the cart. I was amused to see her getting all the looks and "how do you do it" questions. The answer to that is of course the kids look great but the laundry is certainly piled up.
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