It’s a funny thing, this motherhood game. Before Hattie and Joe were born I was convinced that I was a pragmatic, level-headed woman, old enough and confident enough to avoid getting drawn into the horrible spirit-sucking spiral of maternal guilt that seems to afflict so many people. It just goes to show how foolish I… Continue reading Delusions of adequacy
A couple of weeks ago, during the first day of our stay with my parents, I was reading the excellent Nigel Latta book ‘Politically incorrect parenting’ and came to the chapter about teaching babies how to develop good sleeping habits. After I read it, I started thinking about our own approach to Hattie and Joe’s… Continue reading Adventures in sleep training
The absolute hardest thing about having twins is balancing each baby’s need for attention. I’m sure I’ve said it before: I am SO jealous of singleton parents for their opportunity to hold their babies. Hattie and Joe don’t yet understand that their mother is a shared resource, and I hate that I have to choose… Continue reading Minute by minute
Becoming seriously cute, and endlessly entertaining. The Hattie and Joe page shows how big they’re getting!
When we last caught up with our intrepid heroine and her two tiny sidekicks, everybody was asleep… Tuesday 0000 – 0100 Hattie wakes up for a feed at five past midnight, two and a half hours after going to sleep, and just over three hours since the start of her last feed. Watching Joe sleeping… Continue reading Jacq in charge: day two
Here is the story of my first overnight stint as a solo parent. I’ve included the details of everything except the nappy changes – nobody wants to relive those. Monday 0500 – 0600: Hattie and Joe wake up at 0510 and I feed them together in the living room. While we’re feeding Tristan leaves for… Continue reading Jacq in charge: day one