This weekend my husband and I found out we would be the proud
parents of not one, but two more girls. That’s right, I’m having lady twins and
the anxiety is starting to kick in. I don’t have any sisters, my husband has
one sister, and my mother is the only girl. I grew up with three brothers and
now somehow I’m supposed to manage three girls - what am I, A Kardashian?
I’m nervous. I’ve only recently been comfortable with the idea of raising one strong, intelligent confident woman but now I’m
responsible for three! How do I do it? I don’t know how this works. How do they
fight? How do I make sure they aren’t insecure? How do I make sure they don’t
date terrible people? How? How? How?? Let’s not even begin to think about how
to keep them from strangers and predators.
My anxiety is definitely starting to show. Just the other
day my mother said, “Ali looks so beautiful with her hair back.” I almost had
a meltdown. I snapped at her with: “Don’t say things like that! Then she’s
going to think she looks terrible with her hair down and that you don’t love
her!!!!” That may have been hormone
induced but still this is the level I’m on right now.
I remember my insecurities as a pre-teen. I was petrified of
my boobs. I thought I was too fat and sometimes too skinny. There was one phase
where I wore tracksuits everyday, like the windbreaker kind. I remember for Christmas my mom got me
like 4 different tracksuits (God bless her). What if one of them wants to wear
tracksuits like Sue
Sylvester? Am I supposed to allow this? Worse, what if one of them wants to
be super Goth and wears spikes around her neck? Do I just ignore it and hope it
trails off? Do I take her to Hot Topic to
pick out a matching pair? I feel like if I tell her “No”, then she will only
buy bigger spikes. Or what if it’s much worse than that? What if my daughter
dresses like a hussy? I know I won’t let her leave the house like that but I
don’t want her to be ashamed of her body. This is too complicated
What’s really freaking me out is that they’re twins and
they’re not identical. Aren’t there a whole slew of psychological problems that
can go along with that? They are bound to look different- and all because I had
them in the womb at the same time they will be compared to one another for the
rest of their lives. How do I make it right while still dressing them in the
same tiny
outfits? Don’t dare tell me I can’t dress them in the same outfits! I’m
going though a lot of pain right now in this pregnancy my only consolation is
that those two babes get to wear matching tiny outfits – just not track suits.
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Sorella
You are a great mother and you and Dan will figure it out. I promise
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