Nov 1, 2012
There are people who tell me, “Awww…I’ve always wanted twins!”
One thing I bet they’re not thinking about when they say that is illness. Yep… pretty sure they’re not thinking about illness!
Because when you have twins, they both get sick. (Now, I know that if you have multiple kids, this delightful phenomenon is also likely to occur as well, but not always.)
With twins, so far, we’ve had a 100% twin-to-twin transfer rate.
Yesterday the twins had to miss their first trick-or-treat because they came down with really horrible colds and fevers. They both looked like they’d been hit by a bus.
Two two-year-olds with colds means that there’s always someone (or both someones, as it were) needing a nose wipe. And they will often choose the closest target to wipe their disgusting noses on (which is usually me).
True confessions: Today I didn’t even bother to change out of my pajama pants and wore the same sweatshirt from yesterday, figuring I might as well not dirty another set of clothing. After all, I’m the one who’s going to be washing it all!
Another true confession while we’re at it: I’ve used my bare hands today to grab the flow from under Whitsun’s nose. And since I had no towel or tissue nearby, it went straight onto the already-nasty aforementioned PJ pants.
Needless to say, I’m a vision of loveliness today. And yes, I washed my hands.
Thanks for putting up with me, y’all. I’m so disgusting.