Twinsanity

Turns out I didn't invent the term.  But I sure do live it daily.  These are just a few of the more recent things that drive this mama to twinsanity:

• Taking four trips back inside the house to finally get gone on some errand after the kids are down for the night, because I'm not carrying the diaper bag.  Which holds everything that is important in the world.  And which is always packed.  Or else I'd never get out the door.
• Completing a long grocery shopping trip at 9:45pm, and getting all checked out...  only to realize that I've been carrying a purse with no wallet.  Because it's in the diaper bag at home.
• One kid looks at me, holds my gaze and then slowly drops their full sippy cup of milk on the floor.  I go through the whole process of stating expectations, cuing, have them retrieve the milk, disciplining and rehearsing with that kid only to hear a second thud from across the table.  Sometimes I swear I can hear a little chuckle preceding the second thud.
• Baking at 10:30pm and cooling casseroles on the garage floor in the hopes that I can get to bed faster.
• Remembering the way I so fervently wished they could just tell me what they wanted when they were tiny, because then I might be able to make the crying stop...  Now sometimes it seems like all I hear is a constant string of wants.  And I blissfully remember the days of no talking.
• Looking up from changing a diaper and discovering that somehow the olive oil and canola oil have made it from the pantry onto the playroom shelves.

Very likely there are about a thousand more such things.  I just can't remember them.  I have a finite amount of brain cells still left.  See, something crazy happens to you when you become a twin mama.  Between the hormones, the sleep deprivation and cry-boarding (like water boarding, but with infant cries) my dendrites and synapses burned up long ago.  And the few I have left are mostly devoted now to food preparation, protecting my children from themselves, cleaning up and preventing melt downs (theirs and mine).  Oh yeah, and trying to grow young minds in between all the rest of it.  Yep, it's no wonder that "extreme foolishness" or "irrationality" define my every day.  It's twinsanity, people.