Twins at my age! Thoughts from an older Mum

I was asked that in surprise my a really lovely school gate mum and new friend. And I realised “no I don’t!” I feel exhausted and aging but a novice mother learning on the job and despite the increased need for moisturiser as all wilts a bit I feel YOUNG at heart. And that’s got to be the main thing...to keep a spring in our step. Turn the tunes up loud on grey days and floss! (Plus I gathered some frog spawn at the weekend. I have a lifelong passion for frogs and can never tire of the wonder of watching their metamorphosis, only enhanced by watching it now through my children’s eyes.)

It’s been puzzling me why my posts are mainly negative. I think it’s because I need to vent and don’t really have an outlet apart from my poor mum, again or bending the ear of another exhausted mother at a toddler group...(while nursing a strong cup of instant coffee and trying to track my flitting bumblebees.) Or is it because I was bought up in a culture where positivity was considered dull, gloating, not noteworthy? Or that I don’t want to rub salt in the wound of those who wanted children and couldn’t have them? A very painful and frustrating state of being. On that note, parenting allows you into a special club, a whole world Utterly impenetrable to those without children. It’s exclusive by it’s nature, no one can second you, only a babe in arms let’s you through that baize door. When I existed on the other side I imagined but had no idea what I was missing except i knew I was missing something, something immense and indescribable. Now I am part of that parenting club and it’s a...