Musings of a twin mom

 There is double the joy....

And then there is twice the trouble

Two to hold and two to soothe

Two of them to snuggle and two's struggle

As I lay awake night after night, I wonder why do they say a super-power is bestowed on me?

Just when the eyes start drooping, a tiny coo demands attention

And just when the arms stop swaying, a loud wailing jerks me into full throttle swinging!

Oh dear Lord, what did I sign up on?

They say that with each year, the troubles become lesser

Yes I say they do!

From wailing, its now shouting

From crying, its now argumentative

From snuggling, its side hugs 

From endless chatter, its become "in a bit"

Somedays mommy role is reduced to being an umpire and referee 

And other days its woman-friday cum personal minion

For a fleeting second, I ask myself - how would it be if there was only one?

Nah! I'd rather have my arms, laundry, sink and more importantly my heart fuller!