I’m not saying I don’t follow my own rules. I absolutely do. Although I’m not as strict about the 5 minute rule as I used to be. I like to write until it feels done. Or I at least end on a coherent thought. That usually takes me 5 to 7 minutes.
But for this entry, I let my fingers fly. It felt different writing. Maybe it’s because I’ve been participating in the Week in My Life project with @adventuroo all week. I took a lot of photographs and basically wrote daily narratives. It was a bit of chore and I think I needed this brain dump to just write.
I’m not talking about HAVING twins. Lord knows the blogosphere is full of stories of twins. My sister-in-law has twins. It was hard enough for me to be a mom of ONE baby. I can’t imagine doing it with TWO, at the same time!
But I was watching a video last night. While my little sickie was resting on the couch, I tried to find a show we could both watch (meaning something that kid-friendly and not another cartoon because some days I feel if I watch one more cartoon I am going to go insane).
So I found the corniest show on TV that I can’t understand why it’s on TV. Except for the fact that it DOES make me laugh. It’s America’s Funniest Home Videos. And one video was twin babies sitting up (guess they were 7 or 8 months) and making noises at each other and then trying to bite each other. It was cute and strange. I had recently talked to Evan about how babies use their mouths to sense the world around them.
But what I started to think about was what it must be like to grow up as a twin. You never really learn or discover anything on your own. From what I see, you rarely wear your very own outfit. How hard is it for twins to really develop a sense of independence?
And here’s the weirdest part. Have you ever met someone and known them for a while and THEN found out they have a twin? Like, an identical twin? That’s like meeting your husband and then finding out there’s another one of them in the world.