Binxy Baby: My Newest Obsession

Anyone who says newborn twins are tough has never dealt with four month old twins. In my opinion, newborn twins are a cakewalk. Six month and up twins are a cakewalk, but this 3-6 month area is funky town! They’re too alert to sleep through car rides and outings anymore, but not quite alert enough to stay chill for an extended period of time. They’re too big to be held or worn simultaneously, but too small to sit up on their own. This makes “quick trips” to the store or shopping damn near impossible. In fact, after one trip to HEB where they both melted down half way through the store I considered sitting in a center aisle and rocking back and forth until someone came to my aid. 

Luckily, I discovered the Binxy Baby! Life is good again!


The Binxy Baby is a shopping cart hammock that clips onto the shopping cart and allows baby to lay in it peacefully kicking and cooing while you shop. At first I didn’t think I needed this product because my stroller had such a great storage space underneath; however, let me walk you through a trip to the grocery store using a stroller instead of the Binxy Baby.

First, you start with both babies in the stroller happily browsing fruits. Baby A begins to fuss, but no need to fret because you packed your ACK Wrap so you decide to wear Baby A and utilize his seat for more groceries. Problem solved right? Nope. Then Baby B decides to scream. You try a pacifier and every other trick in the book but it doesn’t work. baby B now wants to be held but you can’t hold him because you’re wearing Baby A. So, set Baby A down to grab B? Nope. There’s no where to set A because his seat is filled with food now. Let the rocking back and forth in the center aisle commence.

Another issue with using the stroller is the bending down to place groceries, bending down to put them on the…the…thingamajig I can’t think of the name for because I’m sleep deprived to pay for them, and then where do you put the bags to make it out to your car?

Vail Twins Binxy Baby

Now, let’s walk through a trip with the Binxy Babies. Pull up to the store and park next to the doohickie where carts are stored. Grab a cart and snap the Binxy Babies onto the sides. Put Baby A in one and walk around to put Baby B in the other. Into the store you go! Now you’re browsing veggies and Baby A freaks out. Pick him up and soothe him or wear him. Baby B starts to panic. No worries, just set Baby A back in the hammock and grab Baby B. Repeat as necessary until shopping is complete.

I can also attest to the fact that my babies are significantly happier shopping in the Binxy Babies. I think they like being out of the hot carseats, but they also like laying face up at an incline so they can observe things around them. Not to mention they get ogled and flirted with by all the old ladies and passersby.

The hammocks take up the whole top of the cart when you need two, but the fabric is stretchy and allows you to easily drop groceries in between the two and into the cart. The bags can go underneath or hang on the sides, but I always ask for assistance getting out anyway so that I can load the groceries and start the car while the attendant loads groceries in the trunk. Never turn down free help when you’ve got twins right?!

Vail twins, Binxy babies

I will cherish these Binxy Babies and will gladly pass them on to another twin mom when my boys sadly, but surely, outgrow them.

Stay Gold, 

That Girl

Letters to my Sons

My whole life I said I wanted to be a mother. I traveled four years of the rockiest fertility road I couldv’e ever imagined and then on my birthday last year I conceived the two most beautiful baby boys in the world. Tomorrow marks my birthday, a day that now holds incredibly different value to me. It’s no longer the day of my birth; it’s the day I was given my sons.


Dearest Cash,

You are such an old soul. From the moment we met I felt like you knew more about me than I did you. Even while you were in the NICU there was this peace about you like you knew you were safe, loved, and ok. In fact, when I look back on that I remember how stressed I was that I couldn’t be with you but everyone kept telling me, “Cash is ok, he’s happy”. And you were. We all started describing you as “chill”, but it’s more than that. You’re secure and trusting.

I’m falling in love with you more each day. Your bottom lip quivers with empathy when Cannon is upset or has tummy pain. I’ve noticed it quiver during sad songs too; which touches my heart. You feel so deeply and are so sensitive to the world around you. I hope that you use that quality to serve others and always demonstrate compassion and kindness. Each night I pray that when it comes time for you to love that you will be loved back and that the women you love will not break your heart (although I know it will happen a few times). That heart is one with mine now and I want to preserve it.


You are a mamas boy and I wouldn’t change that for anything in the universe! You love holding onto my hair while you’re nursing. You clasp my fingers when I’m rocking you and you bury into my neck. Sometimes at night I think you’ve woken up just so you can have some alone time with me and when I pull you into bed next to me you snuggle so close that our skin melts together. I look down sometimes to check on you and every now and then you’re not even sleeping; you’re watching me too. Your bright blue eyes stare right back into mine.

I adore your smile! You waited to start smiling a bit longer than your brother and the smiles were reserved for me, dad, and grandma. It made me cherish each one that much more because it felt like each smile you gave me belonged to me and only me. I pray that smile shows people that Jesus lives in your heart and that you’ll always be a leader, never a follower.

The way you kick and march like a little monkey during playtime or bathtime makes my heart explode with laughter. You’re a bit of an adrenaline junkie, too. I’ve seen you laugh each time you catch air as you try to jump out of your baby tub. There’s so much energy and life inside you. I hope you’re always adventurous, thrill seeking, and approach challenges with gusto!

Love, Mom


Dearest Cannon,

You are the epitome of the nickname “Cannonball”! Not only have you taken the shape of a ball with your stout, muscular frame (well, rolls of baby fat now, but I see potential), but you’re also a ball of energy, a ball of laughter, a ball of fun! I try so hard not to interact too much at night because I’d like you to go back to sleep, but even in the dark I can see your mouth opened wide into a big Cannonball smile. I hear you cooing over the white noise machine to get my attention and if I hear a giggle I’m a gonner. I immediately get suckered into kissing your sweet chubby cheeks and nibbling your neck.


You found your voice early! Since it’s been on it’s never turned off. You have so much to say and so many feelings to express. Anyone and everyone gets to hear what’s on your mind and you are skilled at grabbing, and keeping, people’s attention. My hope for you is that you use your voice to spread the word since the name “Cannon” means “protector of the Word”. Use your voice to stand up for what’s right since your middle name, “Wright”, means “righter of wrongs”. Be the voice for those that don’t have one or are too scared to use it.

I love the way you look at your dad. It’s as if you know that you’re curious spirit will get you into some trouble down the road, but this is the guy that will always have your back (even after busting your backside from time to time). You look at him like he’s your protector, and he is. He and I both will love you no matter what ind of pickle you get yourself into.

When you put your chunky cheek against your shoulder and peer up at me with those baby blues I just know you have the potential to be a heartbreaker, but I hope you’ll always treat women with respect. I hope you’ll be a gentlemen and you’ll use your charm to set an example for other boys around you on how to win a girl’s affection by being chivalrous and trustworthy.

You can be so silly sometimes. I look forward to seeing how far your sense of humor and confidence takes you in this world. I hope you never shy from a challenge and approach each new day with zest and excitement. Always take advantage of opportunities and never back down from something that scares you. I see so much bravery and gumption in you.

Cannon, take life like a bull by the horns and show us what you got!

Love, Mom


Dear heavenly father, please continue to hold both my boys in your hands as you have and keep them safe from harm. I pray that any hurt they do experience only makes them stronger, kinder, and more brave. I pray that you will live inside their hearts and shine through them. Give me patience as a mother Lord and give me the words and actions I need to raise them to be men of character, men of integrity, and most importantly, men of faith. I pray they will be leaders in school, leaders in church, leaders among their peers, and leaders for each other. Protect the women they will marry, Lord, and ready them to give and receive love from my boys when the time is right. I pray all these things in your son’s name, amen. 


Postpartum Body Funk

I’ve always been a healthy person. I’m the kid that would get up early on a school day and rollerblade the neighborhood before it was time to get ready. I did Buns of Steel (it was the nineties) and lifted canned goods (we didn’t own weights) and loved watching Jazzercise videos on TV. Physical fitness and health have always been important to me. And, during pregnancy my health became that much more important.


I worked out at my normal pace, 4-5 days a week, until about 30 weeks pregnant. Then, I slowed down and started walking most days and did zumba when I could muster up the energy until about 35 weeks. I ate mostly organic, except the first trimester where I lived on bean & cheese tacos and I ate butter like it was my job, and I snacked on fruits, protein, and veggies. I drank a gallon of water a day and even gorged on healthy fats towards the end to aid my babies’ brain development. I gained the minimum weight for twins (around 40lbs) and felt like I’d bounce back to my former glory; strong, flexible, and healthy in a few short months.


When I woke up from an emergency c-section, after a brutal labor that nearly took my life, and I saw my disfigurement, I was distraught. My legs were swollen from the surgery, and my failing filtration systems, so they were unrecognizeable to me. My skin was stretched across them and looked pale and marbled. My stomach was hugely swollen still, resembling someone 6 months pregnant and my abdominal muscles split down the middle verically and horizontally so the skin that once stretched across both eight pound babies was now able to fall into the hole between my stomach muscles. The area above my incision was fat, raw, and red and the steristrips lined vertically across it resembled those on Frankenstein’s neck. I was humiliated by my appearance. So humiliated that I wouldn’t even let my husband see me walk to the bathroom without a robe on. It was depressing.


Within the next few weeks the swelling went down and I lost all my pregnancy weight, but not the pregnancy shape. The steristrips came off and the incision was less noticeable by about 4 weeks although there was still a red reminder that my body had been cut open against my will. My arms, legs, and face finally look like the originals, but my stomach muscles are still in terrible shape and my skin is still struggling to find where it goes. My belly button is nonexistent and the linea negra and chloasma (dark skin spots) are still visible.

I want so desperately to be able to get to a gym, but my gym doesn’t offer childcare until babies are six months old. I tried to workout at home, but I caused a hematoma (blood collection) on my incision site and I already have a blood clot I’m dissolving with blood thinners. It’s very frustrating to not feel in control of your own body.


The worst part? Nobody seems to understand. I keep hearing, “focus on your babies”, or “but look what you have as a result”, or “aren’t you grateful for your sweet boys?” And, someone I love dearly even asked me shamelessly one time if I hated my boys because of what they did to my body. Are you kidding me?

One has NOTHING to do with the other. I love feeling strong, flexible, capable. I love the rush I get from cardio and the adrenaline from dancing through a high impact exercise class. I love pounding the pavement in the sun on a Saturday morning and sweating buckets during a hot yoga session. Why the assumption that being unhappy with my postpartum body means I don’t love my babies or that I’m ungrateful? Because I have babies now I can stop caring about my health or my appearance? Now that I’m a mom I can stop wanting to feel attractive and sexy for my husband? Am I a bad mom because I want to go to the gym? Or, am I less loving because I have the need to do something for myself?


I love my boys more than I’ve ever loved anything else in the world. I feed them from my body every few hours twenty-four hours a day. I change their diapers 8-10 times a day (each) and their clothes 2-3 times a day. We sing songs, read stories, take walks, dance, and enjoy baths together.  The only time I have to myself is…well, does their laundry count during naps as alone time? What about when I’m shoveling food in my face so I can keep up my milk supply? No? Okay, then how about when I’m watching a netflix show or blogging? I’m usually pumping breastmilk while I do that so I guess that doesn’t count. My life and focus is on caring for them 24/7, but that is hardly a healthy way to live. Working out is the one thing I plan to do for me and I’m sure many other mothers feel the same. We shouldn’t be shamed for wanting to work out or wanting to relocate our former selves.

I want to feel like me again. A strong, energetic, and independent being. This does not make me a bad person and certainly not a bad mom.

Stay gold, 

That Girl



Road Trippin with Newborn Twins

A trip from Austin to Dallas could hardly qualify as a “road trip” pre-babies. Anything under 5 hours could just be “quite the drive” in my book; however, with newborn twins anything past an hour qualifies as a road trip. Since making this drive with my babies I’ve been facebook messaged, called, texted, and even instagrammed from new moms and twin moms wondering how the eff I pulled it off. Let me tell you, nothing I do with my babies is by the seat of my pants. Everything is methodically planned out. 

So here’s what’s up. 

Step 1: Think of all possible scenarios and squash all obstacles in advance.

I don’t think it’s right to let babies cry for very long at this age. They’re in a socio-emotional developmental stage called “trust vs mistrust” (according to Erik Erikson), which means they’re learning whether or not they can trust their caregivers and the world around them. Whether they become secure and confident or fearful and dependent depend on their caregiver’s ability to meet their needs adequately during this crucial stage.

When should we leave?

If we left midday, they could sleep too long and not sleep at night. 

But, if we drive at bedtime then I’m missing my best stretch of sleep.

If we left here at 7 when they wake up we’d sit in traffic leaving town so they’d scream mercilessly unless we’re driving a constant speed. 

So, we left at 5 am. I nursed them at 4am when they woke up. Packed a few things I couldn’t get to the night before. Then nursed them again right before we put them in the car. We pulled out at exactly 5:04am which allowed us to beat Austin traffic getting out and miss Dallas traffic getting in.


Step 2: Keep them well fed, but plan to empty your breasts too.

Pumping while my babies are awake is damn near impossible so I knew I wouldn’t be able to pump on the road. Four plus hours is far too long to go without nursing, but nursing two babies at the same time from the car is too challenging due to space constraints. If I feed one at a time there’s a chance the other will be screaming so…

I packed:

  • My Twin Z pillow (twin boppy)
  • 6oz of pumped milk
  • Wore a nursing tank under a black long baggy tank

At 7am upon arriving in Waco I pulled through the drive through at Chick-fil-A knowing I had mere moments before the boys woke up. I ate my breakfast sandwich super fat and ordered a 1/4 cup full of hot water. I heated the breastmilk for less than a minute in the hot water while pulling suitcases out of the trunk so I could place the Twin Z in there. Then, I placed the babies on the pillow and fed 1 baby 3oz of milk with my left hand while I leaned over the other baby with my right breast. The nursing tank covered my belly while the long tank over it covered the baby’s head and my breast. Passersby had no clue what I was doing. Then, I switched. This way each baby got a full 3-5 oz between breast and bottle and I didn’t have to pump. Then, I loaded the boys in their stroller after burping, changed their diapers in the handicap stall of the restroom and then nursed each a few minutes more (so they’d be full) while I played spa music for the other in the stroller. Yes, I sat on the toilet to nurse LOL.


Step 3: Plan for your own comforts the night before

I prepared my coffee before I went to bed and set the timer so it would be brewed when I woke up. I cooked my steel cut oats and had them stored in the fridge so all I needed to do was reheat for 30 seconds before leaving. I put headphones in the car so I could listen to music on my phone without disturbing the babies and I filled a tumbler with cold water and had it in my front seat. I also had as much as I could packed and in the car the night before so I didn’t have to stress in the morning, including their blankets so I could just put them in the corsets, tuck the blankets around them and drive off.

It worked beautifully! We arrived at my sister’s house in Dallas at exactly 9:15 just in time for me to quickly unpack the car before they woke up and feed them from her bedroom at 9:30.

Twin mom advice: don’t be scared to do what you would normally do. Live your life as you did before just follow my motto, “plan ahead and keep them fed”!

Stay gold, 

That Girl


My Non-negotiables as a Parent

Being a Parenting Specialist, I’ve read umpteen million books on parenting and I’m a huge advocate for the Love & Logic curriculum; however, my personal approach falls in line with the way the French parent. The French don’t claim to discipline so much as guide. They believe in allowing kids to just be kids within the “cadre” or framework of a few non negotiables. When a child behaves outside the framework there are consequences, not punishment.


The cadre, aka framework, are the boundaries for which the child lives. They are raised knowing what is acceptable and what is not acceptable and they live within those boundaries, rarely testing them because they don’t really need to. They have a ton of freedom otherwise.

The more control you give away, the more you keep. When children hear “no” more than “yes” and there’s a hard/fast rule applied to every area of their lives, you’re bound to get temper tantrums and angst because it’s human nature to want to be in control of our own lives. So, raise your children within a framework you’ve established and allow them to make their own choices within that frame.

My non negotiables (framework)

  1. Healthy eating

I DESPISE statements like, “that’s part of being a kid” and “he’s a growing boy, let him eat what he wants”. Why is gorging on chocolate donuts and pringles a “part of childhood”? Who says a “growing boy” should grow up drinking sodas and eating double cheeseburgers at the age of 7? Children are born clean, why dirty up their bodies with junk when you can help them reach their full physical potental fueled by fruits, vegetables, protein, calcium, and water?

2. Manners

It shouldn’t be rare for a child to use manners; it should be the norm. I may, or may not, choose to discipline my child for getting into a fight at school, but you’d better believe they’ll get the stink eye when I overhear them saying “what” or “yeah” to an adult. Hell no! There better be a “yes ma’am”, “no ma’am”, “please”, or “thank you” coming out of their mouths when speaking with adults. They will not smack, slouch, roll their eyes, use potty humor in public, or be disrespectful in any other way without being reprimanded.


3. Screen time

I’ve seen the negative affects of introducing screen time via video games, tv, and ipads way too early. They get addicted, plain and simple. I’ve taught in classrooms where children look at you like you’re growing horns when you hand them a dictionary because they’ve only searched things on google. I’ve dealt with a teenager who grew up playing video games every day all day and can’t hold a conversation because he has no real life experiences. I want my boys to be raised outside! Phones will not be brought to the dinner table (ahem…dad?), ipads will be used for road trips or school projects and TV will be limited to 1-2 programs a day and only after other activities and homework. In fact, I don’t plan on introducing TV at all until years down the road.

4. Athletics

I realize not all children are athletic. My boys have the genetics to be athletic, but they might not be superstars on the field. This doesn’t mean they won’t still participate. From an early age, I plan on introducing them to the world of sports because it’s not about the performance on the field. It’s about mentorship, participation, teamwork, effort, commitment, friendship, sportsmanship, and goal setting. I want them to know what it feels like to get out of their comfort zone and try something hard. It may be football, basketball, or track, but it could also be BMX riding or skateboarding…I don’t really care. That choice is up to them, but they will be a part of something.


5. Faith

These are not in order of priority; faith would be at the top of the list. I was raised in the church of Christ and I plan on raising my children to know Christ, too. We will go to church on Sundays, be active members of the congregations, and I can hardly wait for them to be old enough for church camp in the summers.

6. Chores

Studies show that children who have responsibilities at home do better in school. The reason being they’re not living like an honored guest at home buying into the mentality of “someone else will do it”. With chores they learn if it needs to be done, they need to get it done. They have to make contributions to the family just like everyone else. Their rooms are clean and organized, their bathrooms kept nice, and they help with the cooking, the trash, and the laundry.


If you’re thinking, “how does this help you avoid power struggles?” Well, these are the expectations that are set. These are the guidelines. This is the frame. Outside of these things they get to make their own choices. I won’t be behind them barking orders and setting limits all day over little mundane things. They get to live their lifes freely, be themselves, be loud, be silly, get dirty…but they must show good manners, live like a Christian, keep their spaces tidy, and nourish their bodies. Beyond that I  want them to take intiative, be creative, be curious, explore…I just want to love them for who they are and show them they’re valued!

That Girl


Twin Life: My Best Decisions in the Early Days

I’m six weeks into motherhood (twin boys) and I keep hearing phrases like, “how are you out and about already?” or “I’m struggling with one, but you have two” and “you’re so lucky they’re so easy”. Ha! Twin moms will never say they have anything easy and my babies are not “easy” babies. I’m working my ass off for normalcy and to keep them calm and happy. I’ll share with you my best decisions thus far as a twin mom to keep things rolling smoothly. 

  1. Get them (and keep them) on the same schedule

This is, by far, THE most important thing a twin mom can do. When my boys were born, one was in the NICU and one was with me in the mother/baby suite. I wasn’t producing enough milk for two since I wasn’t nursing both so one had to be on formula. I called the NICU immediately and asked what time baby A would be fed each day. Then, I made sure to nurse baby B at that same time each day. Once we got home I nursed them at the same time every time. If one wakes up from a nap, or at night, before the other, I wake the other one up. If one has a short nap, the other will too. I feed, bathe, change and swaddle at the same time.

2. Breastfeed

Nursing one baby is taxing. Nursing two babies is literally twice as taxing; however, it’s also twice the savings financially, twice the calorie burn, and twice the health benefits. Think of how much money I’d burn through on formula trying to feed two growing boys! Can you imagine two screaming babies while you’re measuring formula for two bottles, pouring water for two bottles, waiting to heat two bottles? I figure I can either hunch over two babies with bottles or hunch over two babies with breasts. Either way, two babies need to be fed every three hours and this way I’m giving them the right amount of protein, carbs, fats, and nutrition with the benefit of antibodies and immunity boosters to fight off infections.


3. Sleep routines

Immediately following their birth, whilst still in the hospital, I created “sleep triggers” I planned on using at home. I turn on the lavendar essential oil diffuser, lights out, white noise machine on. They slept almost 24/7 at first, but soon we began to establish Eat. Play. Sleep routine meaning I nurse them when they wake up and then we play before each nap. At first they could only stay awake about 45 minutes at a time, then about an hour, then 1.5 hr and now they last between 1.5hr to 2hr in between naps. I’m a clock watcher and I put them down as soon as it’s time AND they’re showing me sleepy cues. I swaddle them in their Woombie, turn on the diffuser and white noise machine and lay them down drowsy, but still awake. They put themselves to sleep within a few minutes. Twin moms, beware of rocking them to sleep or holding them while they sleep. They will keep getting bigger and this is not feasible forever. They’ll get used to being held while sleeping and that’s a hard habit to break.

4. Cloth diapering

This is probably my favorite choice and everone thought I was nuts. Originally I chose cloth diapers to save my babies from the nasty chemicals and toxins in disposables, but after learning that disposable diapers cost an average of 25 cents each I realized I’d be spending almost $5-7 a day on diapers! That’s iterally throwing away $150-200 a month ($2000 or more a year?). And cloth diapers are so much more convenient because newborns grow fast. I can’t imagine stockpiling a certain size of diapers just for them to outgrow them a week later. Or, running out in the middle of the night because we’ve run out of diapers due to unexpected blow outs.


5. Multitasking

Friends ask me how I get anything done and my only answer is that I’ve become a seriously skilled multi-tasker. I pump breastmilk while I use the restroom, brush my teeth, comb my hair, and put on my makeup after a morning feed (as long as the boys are content on their playmat). I do lunges and squats while filling up my water bottle, waiting on a frozen dinner to heat up, and calming a fussy baby. I do my arm workout for about 5 minutes at the beginning of each nap during the day and I take care of emails from my phone on an afternoon walk. There’s no such thing as down time when you’ve got twins.

6. Snugglenests (co-sleeping)

It’s ridiculous to expect your spouse to get up with you at night when he’s got to work the next day. I’m sorry if that offends you, but it’s just silly. Why should both parents be zombies? My husband sleeps in the guestroom right now and the twins sleep in the bed next to me. I line them up vertically down the center of the bed in their Snugglenests. I keep my nursing pillow at arms reach as well. When they wake up to feed, I pull them out of the nests. pull my pillow over my tummy and put each baby on the breast one at a time. Then I change them, reswaddle, and lay them back down. No muss, no fuss, no wasted time or energy feeling my way to the nursery in the dark. Once they start sleeping longer stretches at night I’ll move them into their cribs and invite my husband back to bed : )


7. Uppababy Vista and Mesa

I made an impulse purchase before the babies were born for some crappy secondhand carseats. They worked when we left the hospital only, but by the time we got in the car again the boys were too big and I had to rethread the straps to resize. It was a nightmare! Both babies screamed frantically as I attempted to get the fit right and they still didn’t feel secure. I immediately went to Buy Buy Baby and purchased two Mesa carseats by Uppababy. They’re lightweight, adjustable with NO rethreading, have cooler fabric, side impact protection, support their head and neck, have sun canopies AND snap into the Vista, which I also purchased. At first we used the bassinet that comes with, but now I use the carseats as the stroller seats and it’s SO easy. Just snap and go!


8. Mamaroo

It’s damn near impossible to calm two fussy babies at the same time safely and efficiently. Occasionally I can scoop them up at the same time and get to a rocking chair, but if one starts squirming or one wants a pacifier, I really need the other hand. In comes the Mamaroo! I have two of these godsends and use them ’round the clock. If both babies are fussy, I swaddle one at a time and place them in the mammaroo. Sometimes I have to bounce back and forth between the two of them until they calm, but they typically calm within minutes in these contraptions and will often fall asleep in them as well. Bonus.


9. Water & intentional snacking

Twin moms who are nursing burn an average of 1000-1500 extra calories per day so it would be easy to just gorge on junk food you know you’re going to burn off. I; however, have tried to be intentional about what I eat from the beginning. Stick to high fat, high protein, high grain, and high nutrient foods to maintain energy, lose unwanted baby weight and increase milk supply. I eat alot of fruit, salads, deli meat on wheat bread, peanut butter, oatmeal, yogurt, nuts, fish, and avocado. Drinking a gallon of water a day is also important to keeping supply going strong, decrease swelling, and flush out postpartum toxins.

10. Don’t be skerred

Don’t be skerred to leave the house! Twins are nuts and unpredictable, but so are babies and so is life. You’ve just got to be as prepared as possible, get out there and go. I try to live my life the same way I did before, only now I’ve got babies in tow. Want to go to a winery? Cool, let me pack some blankets and sunshade. Want to meet for lunch? Meet me at my car and carry in a carseat. Want to go out Friday night? I’ll meet you after 7:00pm so I can put the boys down for bed myself.


PS: Try not to be up in their faces all the time or be worried when they’re wide awake but “alone”. Give them some space to just be for a while and let them entertain themselves. Being awake is super stimulating for a newborn. They don’t need much else right now.


If you’re a new twin mom and people are telling you, “it gets easier”, that’s not true. It doesn’t get easier, but you will get better at it. Taking care of twins has a major learning curve. My boys are my fifth set of twins to care for after I was a twin nanny for several years. I knew what I needed to do before they were even born. So, take my advice and apply what you can. You’ll soon find yourself a master twin mom!

Stay gold, 

That Girl