By Khaula Mazhar
Nothing in the world can prepare you for raising twins. I raised three kids before I had twins (God has an awesome sense of humour) but I still was not prepared. It is double everything, understandably; double the nausea, sleeplessness, breathlessness, backaches (yes I do enjoy making up words). It is also double the joy, excitement and love.
Two little bundles of joy. Two wailing bundles of joy. Two wailing, puking bundles of joy. Two wailing, puking, pooping bundles of little fleshy things that make you love them. And just when you thought life couldn’t be more interesting. They learn to crawl. And walk or rather toddle. Precariously.
Raising twin toddlers ignites abilities you never dreamed you could have.
The ability to twist your body like a contortionist.
Catch a five minute nap. While standing.
You will develop nerves of steel. Either that or you have gone deaf and don’t know it.
Yes raising twins is an adventure for the not so faint of heart!
About the Author:
Khaula Mazhar, author of Mama Loves Me, has written for Dawn Pakistan and now bestows her wisdom upon the world at her blog. Last time she counted she had five kids, however the vast amount of laundry has given her doubts. This is a cause of constant distraction as she tries to finish writing the next NYT best-seller.