When the girls were really small, I would look ahead to when they would be more mobile, and I would think, “Wow, I’m really going to have my hands full then!” I could just imagine them running in different directions, my head spinning as I tried to keep up with both of them.
Well, the time has come, and my premonitions were correct. The girls often crawl / walk / run in different directions, and my head does spin as I try to manage them both.
What I didn’t anticipate, though, was how the exact opposite would also pose a challenge. These days, the girls seem to alternate between running wide open and needing Mommy’s undivided attention….wanting to be not just near me, or touching me, but physically on top of me. I guess you might say it makes me feel kinda like a chick magnet.
And whether it’s a “twin thing”, or just Murphy’s Law, they most often seem to be in the same mode. So at our house, it’s either a tandem game of “You Can’t Catch Me, I’m the Gingerbread Man!”, or “King of the Mountain” with Mommy as the jungle gym. And I love it.