That is what it felt like all day today…battle of the babies. Who could cry the most? Who could whine the loudest? Who could make Mama want to poke her eyes and ears out first? Most days are good…some days I want to run for the hills. At some point I just had to laugh at them. Instead of going to sleep they would just yell, whine, and moan. I rocked them both for hours (well, it felt like hours anyway) while they whined and had tantrums in my arms. I just giggled to myself…it was so funny. Now I’m off to have a well deserved and needed beverage. Mojito anyone?

Shawn at Letters to My Daughters summed up having twins in a nutshell….

“It’s not that twins are double trouble or twice the work, even though they are.
It’s the energy — insurmountable, constant, thrilling, chaotic energy. There is no down time. There is no sitting quietly, just me and my baby. There is plenty of pushing and shoving to get on my lap, there’s a lot of tugging and pulling over which books I will read, but there are very few moments of just snuggling quiet time.
It’s the difference between an intimate dinner for two, and the loud, thumping dance party going on down the hall.
It’s the difference between a romantic date in a fine restaurant, and a double date to the ballpark. Everything is bigger, brighter, louder and more exhilarating with two babies.”

 Thank you Shawn for putting it into words.

And here are the little demons who look like angels.