There are two questions I get asked daily. Mostly, I get one at a time but sometimes people ask them both together. I can almost guarantee you that I don't escape any venture outside my home without being asked at least one of them.
First off, are they twins?
No, but I wish they were. You'd be awesomely amazed at how much growth a child experiences in 9 months. Not physically, no. I mean, well, that too but emotionally it is two different ball parks. I have a vision in my head that having them on the same emotional grounds might help the constant deflecting of emotions that happens non-stop but it'd probably backfire and they'd just be the same age screaming about the same things and it'd just be.. louder.
Do you recommend having kids close together?
Do you recommend sitting on a bee hive with a honey covered hiney? No. Look, I love my kids. That goes without saying, but I'm not that mother that sugarcoats life as one big frolic in the park. Raising children is hard. I'm not referring to the physical aspects. I mean, we all get tired. Kids get up early, yo. But physical exhaustion is much easier to cope with than emotional exhaustion and when you have three young kids grappling for your attention, touch, and direction all day every day it's tough. It's beyond a full time job, and when you add house work, husbands, chores, errands, jobs and the rest of life on top of it it's overwhelming. Any age gap between children is going to present obstacles. But, trust me, you find a way to balance them. Mostly. I have days where I can't bare to venture out of the house or take a shower so I dub thee: Pajammie Day. And we rock it. We rock it hard.
Regardless of how hard it is, it's the most beautiful job on the planet. It's the supreme learning experience that'll test you to infinite boundaries you didn't know you had. Your children will make you laugh and cry but at the end of the day, exhaustion and all, you're thankful for the crazy life you lead.
