Yes, They Are My Twins

Today at church I met two other moms who had twins. I love talking to other mothers of twins; it's really good to see that they haven't been driven completely crazy and that they get to have hygiene now. One of the moms even had identical twin girls when her boy was 21 months old, so she REALLY understood.

You know who doesn't understand? Almost everyone else. They don't even seem to understand basic concepts of what's appropriate in conversation or how childbirth and parenting works. As proof, I offer you a list of things that have been said to me in my short 5 months of having twins.


Mr. Suspicious: Are those twins?
Me: Yep!
Mr. Suspicious: Are you sure?
Me:... pretty darn.

Mrs. Nitpick: Twin girls, oh how sweet! Are they identical?
Me: Yes, they are!
Mr. Nitpick: No they aren't, this one is a little bigger.
Me: Okay.

Ms. Notamom: Are those your twins?
Me: Uh-huh.
Ms. Notamom: Which one is the good one?
Me: They're both pretty good.
Ms. Notamom: Oh, come on, there's always a good twin and a bad twin. Which one is your favorite?
(By the way, this different versions of this conversation happen all the time. I'm usually not asked outright "which one is your favorite?" but a lot of people assume that there is a good baby and a bad baby)

Mrs. Expert: So how are your twins doing?
Me: Great! They're gaining weight slowly, but they don't have any developmental delays!
Mrs. Expert: Oh, you won't see any developmental delays now, that won't come until they're older.
Me: Oh, did you have a preemie?
Mrs. Expert: No.
Me:...
Mrs. Expert: Atticus doesn't do very well without you, does he?

Mrs. Mom: Oh, are those your twins?
Me: (Only if you're not going to say something dumb) Yes.
Mrs. Mom: Oh, well I have a three year old and two year old, so it's just like having twins too! In fact, I bet it's harder.
Me: Okay.