I will have a baby! I was so happy about this event in my life that I immediately phoned all my relatives and friends. But when I got to the first ultrasound, the joy was replaced by shock. Two hearts beat in me, two of my most dear balls. I will have twins.
One for two birthday
I will not tell how the pregnancy proceeded, I will only say that it was difficult. On the second ultrasound, I found out the sex of the future kids. I had two boys growing up. We came up with the names of my husband, and bought all the blue things, but fate decided otherwise.
Instead of two boys, I found a beautiful son and a little daughter. The boy came out first, as befits an older brother, and his daughter was one minute behind him.
So we grow. Danya, my son? always first. In growth Dasha is ahead and in weight there will be more. Dasha, as a younger sister, seeks protection and support in her older brother, and he always protects and protects her.
My twins from birth are always together. Together for feeding, together for a walk, together for a pot. One falls asleep and the second also goes to rest. One wakes up and the second five minutes later, too, opens his eyes.
I kept an eye on, did they have this well-known twin connection? She is. If one child feels bad, then the other gets sick. It even happened that the disease is false, but the symptoms and behavior of a sick child. But only one is recovering, the second one also becomes healthy.
If one cries, then the other picks up, and completely groundless.
When the kids became older, I noticed that they began to compete with each other. The girl went first, and the son could not look at it with indifference. He tried so hard to learn to walk that after two weeks he famously ran after her. Then Danya first sat on the pot, and Dasha, seeing these activities, also followed her to the next one. They began to develop a competitive spirit.
The most difficult time has begun – the time of toys. It was a time of battles and battles. I made it very simple – I divided the toys into two boxes. Since then and to this day, children do not take other people’s toys. Danka does not play dolls, and Dasha does not take pistols and cars.
Once we had to go to the hospital with Dasha, so Dania got sick the next day. Either from the sadness of my sister, or my stomach really ached – it is not clear.
My twins are growing friends, the spirit of rivalry has grown into personal ambitions and this only helps my children in their relationships.
Now children are 5 years old. In the summer, they celebrated their birthday. When I communicate with other mothers and see how their own children do not get along with each other, it terrifies me. I think that parents are guilty here, who do not instill the love between brothers and sisters, do not interfere in their conflicts, do not teach children to get along with each other.
Suppose there is an age difference between children, but the work of mom and dad is important here. They must teach children to grow in peace and harmony.
Do your kids get along with each other? How do you help them, what do you do, what do you tell them?