Are you an older Mum? Or do you have twins or both....
Welcome to my blog. It is a self indulgent thing a blog - to post your ponderings out into the ether in the hope that some like minded person might pick them up. But in my case its blatant therapy! I just want to write it down but in the hope it might offer you some comfort in case you also need to vent, share, reflect or celebrate... I had my first son at 42, a veritable spring chicken. Then surprise surprise I had my glorious twin girls at 47. I was the size of an enormous pumpkin, left to hide under a large leaf in the garden and I could have won first prize in a local fete vegetable tent, if only I had been entered. It's been the most momentous journey mainly defined by astonishment, sheer wonder and a degree of exhaustion that takes you to a place so beyond endurance... where your brain is pulverised, gaze blank and patience so whisker thin. In my case I got into bad habits and allowed R to feed up to 20 times a night so she didn't wake W....