I JUST DO.
-I spent a lot of time passed out on the couch because of pure exhaustion.-
-I spent the night in the hospital to get a PICC line put in so that I could hydrate myself at home.-
-I sat in awe of those two sweet babies moving and kicking in my belly.-
-I was rushed to the nearest NICU hospital to have an emergency C-Section 2 months early.–
–I spent two of the longest days of my life fighting off an infection so I could see my babies for the first time.–
-I carried on day in and day out while my children were in the NICU, knowing that I had to be strong for them.-
-I survived on little to no sleep so that I could feed two babies.-
-I held and rocked them to sleep all the time.–
-I carried two carseats and hauled around a limo of a stroller just to get them out.-
-I wore both of them on the days that they just wanted to be held.-
-I learned that I need to stop and take care of myself when I found myself struggling with
-I took joy in the moments when there was peace and quiet in the house.-
-I played with them and watched them learn to interact with each other.-
-I got excited and cheered them on when they learned to crawl and walk.-
-I then learned to chase two babies that always wanted to go in opposite directions.-
-I learned to let things slide sometimes to keep my own sanity.–
-I teach my kids so that they can learn to take care of themselves.-
-I potty trained them because I knew they could do it.–
-I try to show them love even when I don’t feel like I’m the best mother.-
-I try to let them be their own unique person even though it’s hard sometimes.-
All of this to say- I do it because I need to, I want to, and I LOVE THEM.
To me, it isn’t a curse. It’s my life. And I love it! No matter how crazy the moments, they are my babies and I would do it all over again.
Each day is a new learning experience for me. I don’t think that God gave me twins because He knew I’d excel at raising them, but I know that He did know exactly what He was doing when He blessed me with them. On particularly rough days, I remind myself of this. I remind myself that the good outweighs the bad and that I can do this.
I can handle the highs and lows, the growing up, the responsibility, and the emotional toll parenting twins presents. I can do this because God is right here with me.
To all of the other mamas (and daddies!) reading this, I’m sure you can relate. I know we all have our good and bad days. There are somedays that we wonder if we can even do it at all. We are all in this together and we can do it! Which is why we should lift each other up instead of tearing each other down. Nursing vs. formula, co-sleeping vs. crib, homeschool vs. public school-who cares! We are all doing what God has called us to do, which is different for everyone-and that’s ok! As long as the children are healthy and well taken care of then it doesn’t matter the petty differences.
So I challenge all of you to take a moment and tell another parent that you think they are doing a great job. Who cares “how they do it”, just let them know that they are doing it well! A little encouragement can lift someone up in ways that we could never see and understand. We never know what kind of impact our words could have on someone else.