I’m a twin mom, caffeinated, exhausted, and here to tell it like it is. No filter.☕️
Hi friends!
And welcome back to Twinly Honest!
Let the chaos begin…
Let me start out by super real here. This post is pretty short and to the point…
Ten months ago, I was not a mom.
I was calm.
Well-rested.
Hydrated.
And I had thoughts.
Not mean ones. Just… confident ones.
I had opinions about routines.
About sleep schedules.
About what I would “definitely never do.”
And now?
I would like to gently apologize to every mom I silently side-eyed.
✨ I Use To Think My Kids Would Sleep Wherever
I now know babies treat naps like high-level negotiations.
The timing must be exact.
The environment must be right.
The vibes must align.
And if even one twin disagrees?
The meeting is adjourned.
✨I Used to Think Outings Will Be Fun and Spontaneous
Like a cute little zoo trip.
You know what’s not cute?
Trying to enjoy the zoo after a massive car seat blowout.
Packed the wrong size backup clothes.
Bad poop somehow on the baby.
On me.
On the car seat.
On my last bit of emotional stability.
Doing a full trunk diaper change in the parking lot while praying no one makes eye contact.
First-year twin mom outings are not casual.
They are athletic events.
✨I Used to Think, “I Won’t Need That Much Stuff”
I now travel with enough supplies to survive a small emergency.
Two backup outfits each.
Snacks.
Wipes.
Backup wipes.
Emergency snacks for me.
Backup emergency snacks.
Because at 10 months old, things escalate quickly.
✨I Used to Think “I’ll Still Have So Much Time“
Time for what?
Because currently I measure productivity by:
Did everyone eat?
Did everyone nap?
Did we survive the morning?
If yes, I consider it a wildly successful day.
I used to hear moms say they were exhausted and think,
“Yeah, I’ve been tired before.”
I had not.
There is a first-year kind of tired that is layered.
Physical.
Emotional.
Hormonal.
Relentless.
It’s loving two tiny humans more than you knew was possible… while also wondering if you’ll ever drink hot coffee again.
It humbles you.
✨I Used to Think I Would “Bounce Back.”
Back to what?
Ten months in, I don’t feel like I went back.
I feel like I expanded.
Softer in some places.
Stronger in others.
Less judgmental.
More empathetic.
Especially toward other moms.
✨Motherhood Didn’t Make Me Less Capable.
It made me more aware.
Aware of how much I didn’t know.
Aware of how much grace other moms deserve.
Aware that confidence isn’t about being right — it’s about being willing to grow.
And the first year? It will grow you whether you’re ready or not.
Ten months ago, I had opinions. (And trust me, there is a lot more I could have admitted to)
Today, I have experience.
And honestly?
I like this version of me better.
If you’re in your first year too — whether it’s one baby or two — I see you.
Let’s laugh about it together 🤍
☕️🍼
— Still figuring it out. Back Soon
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