OK, first off-- I feel like an absolutely horrible person for putting this out there, so please don't judge me.
I still don't feel over the moon ecstatically excited about having twins. I'm 15 weeks and I just expected to feel some joy by now. Instead I feel...
* sick-- I am still throwing up at least once a day, and although the all-day nausea has somewhat abated, it still happens a couple times a week
* exhausted-- yesterday I slept until 9:30 and needed another nap by 1.
* out of control-- the sickness and exhaustion make it impossible to do anything. My house is a mess, my kids are lacking structure and routine and discipline and I think my husband is sick of doing it all.
* guilty-- after losing two babies, I feel like I should just shut up and be thankful because I have no right to complain
* scared-- because all these decisions we made on the premise of having one baby seem impossible in the face of two. Breastfeeding, co-sleeping, babywearing. I know you can do it with two, but I have 4 other kids to take care of as well.
*worried about the older kids-- I don't know how homeschooling is going to work when I have two newborns to juggle.
*sad-- I feel like I am mourning something but I don't know what.
*stupid-- like people are waiting for me to fail.
What I don't feel is happy, excited, joyous. Please tell me that comes soon.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
I still don't feel over the moon ecstatically excited about having twins. I'm 15 weeks and I just expected to feel some joy by now. Instead I feel...
* sick-- I am still throwing up at least once a day, and although the all-day nausea has somewhat abated, it still happens a couple times a week
* exhausted-- yesterday I slept until 9:30 and needed another nap by 1.
* out of control-- the sickness and exhaustion make it impossible to do anything. My house is a mess, my kids are lacking structure and routine and discipline and I think my husband is sick of doing it all.
* guilty-- after losing two babies, I feel like I should just shut up and be thankful because I have no right to complain
* scared-- because all these decisions we made on the premise of having one baby seem impossible in the face of two. Breastfeeding, co-sleeping, babywearing. I know you can do it with two, but I have 4 other kids to take care of as well.
*worried about the older kids-- I don't know how homeschooling is going to work when I have two newborns to juggle.
*sad-- I feel like I am mourning something but I don't know what.
*stupid-- like people are waiting for me to fail.
What I don't feel is happy, excited, joyous. Please tell me that comes soon.
I don't know what's wrong with me.










You can't overthink what life will be like once they get here--all that does is drive you nuts and won't be accurate anyway. Expect to surprise yourself in what you can do and how you improvise. You know that AP is not a checklist. With twins, you'll know that more than you ever thought you could know.
But you probably will be a more compassionate and competant and dare I say confident AP parent as you move through it. (Not right at first perhaps, but if you are open to it you'll get there!)



-- I laughed so hard the little wand come out.
And then it occurred to me that, in the Bible, when Sarah laughed, it wasn't out of humor or silliness, but sheer panic.

I greatly enjoyed my two friends' twin pregnancies after my own. I was good and farted rainbows at them but told them to feel free to kick my butt if they needed to. 