As a twin mama, I try to resist the urge to think, “It’s just one baby,” when I see comments on Facebook from singleton mamas. I know the middle of the night is the middle of the night, no matter how many mouths you have to feed…a tantrum is a tantrum, even when it’s not in stereo.
And these days, as I recently alluded to my “normal”, I don’t actually think much about the twin factor. I’m a mom, these are my kiddos, and this is what we do.
Still, I’ve had the opportunity to experience “just one baby” here lately. Baby A has officially (???) given up her nap. [Oh, how I loathe to type that, but my gut is that it’s our new reality.] For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been putting a sleepy Baby B down for a nap, and A hangs out downstairs with me.
I encourage her to have “quiet time”, and she’s generally pretty good about doing puzzles, or playing with blocks, at least for about an hour. On average, that leaves us about 30 minutes of time together, which I think is a pretty fair mix.
“Wow. You’re not getting any kind of break during the day,” my husband lamented.
And while it’s true I don’t have the option of a nap myself, “nap time” still feels like a break to me…there’s “just one baby” to keep an eye on. Even when she’s trying to demand more of me than “quiet time” should allow, it’s still pretty darn manageable!
And yesterday, when B was at school and Baby A and I had the morning together, things were really pretty easy.
While Daddy and I occasionally split up the girls for errands (usually one stays home with him while somebody accompanies me to the grocery store), Baby A and I had almost three hours and a virtually non-existent to-do list.
We chilled out over a bagel and milk at Panera. We browsed through the school supplies on clearance at Target. I enjoyed a little computer time at home while she played nicely, and then we worked together on some very specific block creations. (She wanted to build a mommy lion and a baby lion. Between the two of us, mission accomplished!) Then we cuddled in the living room and perused a cookbook, one of the girls’ favorite one-on-one activities.
I have a friend with quadruplets, and she talks about how easy it is to be out with just two of her four kiddos. I know it’s just a matter of perspective.
But I'd be lying if I said this singleton experience isn't a nice “break” now and again. I’ve just got to figure out how to get Baby B in on the action.