Never Alone.

Every now and then I get to thinking about the whole ‘twin thing’.

Out of the blue it struck me the other day… our girls are very rarely alone.

They spend probably 90% or more of their time together. They share a bedroom. They are in the same class at school. They play together. Often they even bath or shower together.

We work at making time for them to do things ‘apart’…. but even then they are not usually alone. They are with their brother or me or their father.

This is their choice. When given the chance to do something on their own they usually choose not to, though I admit they don’t often get the opportunity to be alone, even if they wanted to.

Is this normal for a six year old?
Is this just how it is when you are part of a family of five (soon to be six)?

I really quite like to spend time on my own. I relish an evening when The Baldy Boy is on night shift and the kids are all asleep and I can just be alone and do whatever. As a child I remember relishing the sanctuary of my bedroom, somewhere that was just mine, somewhere to be alone.

But I am not my children and my childhood is not their childhood, and most importantly, I am not a twin. I have no idea what it is like to be a twin. To have someone who is so much like you, who has always been there, who you know so well and who knows you back. I only have one sibling and I can’t say my brother and I have ever been close….

Maybe not being alone is normal for my girls?
Maybe being alone is not something they feel they need to do?
Maybe being alone is a completely alien concept to my girls?
When I broach the subject of them no longer sharing a room they burst into tears.

Of course this is just another version of the ‘together/apart’ debate which seems to constantly haunt me. There are ‘professionals’, not to mention a heap of books, that all push the line that they need to spend time apart. That we have to really encourage them to be individuals and to separate, that they have to be able to cope ‘on their own’.

While I think that learning to cope in the world on their own is important, I am not convinced that it is the be all and end all. I don’t feel that we have the right to choose when, where or how they separate, or to push them into doing it if they don’t want to. Sure, there are times when they have no choice but to be apart, and we are working on helping them deal with that, but I am not sure they need to be apart to be ‘normal’ or to be ‘happy’.

But is having some ‘alone’ time the same thing?
Do they need time alone to unwind? de-stress?

I find all of this so tricky. I have no idea what it’s like to be a twin and most books and professionals who spout advice about this don’t either. Child development and parenting books and theories are based on your average singleton child. Being a twin, an identical twin, is different. It stands to reasons that twins would be different in some ways, especially socially and emotionally, but are those differences bad? Or is it reasonable and healthy to expect children who are genetically the same (98.9 % the same in our case) and have had pretty much the same life experiences to be pretty much the same and to not need the same ‘apart/alone time’ that others do?

As usual I come up with way more questions than answers.
Why oh why isn’t there some magical book that will tell me how to figure out this tricky stuff, because really I have no darn idea!

(Image above is of the girls their first week at home – they were 11 weeks)

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Ducky Love

Izzy loves him so, despite the fact that this duck is well and truly insane.

Infected with a mental duck illness that makes him attack and nip at exposed flesh. He grabs on and just won’t let go. Despite some really nasty bruises Izzy still loves him… and he still loves her, letting her cuddle and hold and carry him about without a single nip… till she puts him down.

She was at ballet the other night when her teacher asked her how she got the nasty black green bruise on her arm, and the one of her leg.

“The duck bit me” Izzy replied.

Her teacher looked over in my direction with a puzzled look on her face.

I could feel myself turning red. What if her teacher, or worse, the rest of the mothers watching and listening, think that I am the one inflicting these terrible bruises on my child. Because, after all… a duck doesn’t have teeth, it can’t bite.

After class her teacher came over…. uhoh… time to explain.

“Izzy tells me the duck ‘bit’ her” her teacher says, thankfully with a slight giggle.

I relax and say that in fact yes the duck did bite her and despite the fact that he has no teeth he is a slightly insane boy duck who is constantly looking for a fight and/or a girlfriend and inflicts some nasty bruises along to way.

“But I love him.” Izzy says very seriously…..”except one day he’ll be dinner”.

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After School Activities – How Much Is Too Much?

The Twinadoes have ballet and tap on a Monday night. It makes Mondays a very, very, very long day, but they have adore dancing. Not only that, but they have blossomed in ways I never ever imagined. They get so much more from ballet and tap than just learning to dance, so the long Mondays and the running around and concerts, not to mention the money, it’s all worth it.

Ballet is worth it, but is it also enough?

One after school activity a week feels like such a lot to me.

Beginning school has been a big change in all of our lives and I’m hyper aware of not ‘over scheduling’ our out of school hours. The change in rhythm is not proving easy for the girls (as I suspected) and they are needing a lot of ‘down time’ to rest and recover, and eat!

More than that, I feel strongly that children, my children, need plenty of free time to just be children. They need time to muck about in the back yard and to play with their fairies, to draw and chat and just be. So much of their time is already taken up with school that I want to make sure that I don’t fill up all the rest of our time with ’stuff’.

But then there is so many things that I think they’d like to do and learn. There are so many things that might be good for them to do and learn.

They would love to do swimming lessons. They’d promise to keep their room clean if they could do gymnastics. They are very keen to learn an instrument. And when I broached the subject of trying netball they were very excited, despite not having a clue what netball is!

I know they would enjoy all of those things, all of them I think would be good for them in so many ways… but it all just seems too much.

Some questions are easily answered.

Weekly swimming lessons are out, they’d just get too sick. Gymnastics is a no go, too expensive and it clashes with ballet.

Other decisions are not so easily made.

I’d really like them to learn an instrument and so would they, but this one seems easier to put off till next year or later.

Netball is the one I am really wavering on. They don’t have a specialist PE teacher at their school (they still do PE with their class teacher though) and their ball skills are pretty non-existent so an out of school sport would be good for them. Especially a team sport, especially for our girls. But another night out? Another activity?

So here I am pondering …”How Much is too much?”

This post at Zen Family Habits – Overcoming the Guilt of Under-scheduling our Kids had me nodding along as I read.

I know that my girls need some down time, some ‘be free to do whatever time’, but I’m also battling the ‘what ifs’…

What if they get to the end of the year and still don’t really know how to swim? Swimming is such an important life skill.
What if we miss the opportunity for them to start music while they are really really in love with it? Maybe they will never learn an instrument.
What if they miss out on a netball spot because we waited? What if they are totally unco at sports or uninterested because I didn’t encourage them to start early?
What if they aren’t as smart? sporty? musical? busy? as another child?
What if they could have been a brilliant musician/netballer/swimmer if I’d only let them try? What if I’m holding them back? Leaving them behind?

Of course logically I know that alot of those ‘what ifs’ are silly. I also know that I don’t much care if they are not the smartest, most sporty, most gifted children (or adults) in the world. I love them and will be proud of them regardless. All I really want is for them to be happy. I also know they they need time to be happy….

So maybe we’ll try out netball if it gets off the ground. If they love it and if we can all manage another out of school activity without stress then fine… if not there is plenty of time.

There is plenty of time.
Plenty of time for them to try all the things they want to try, and to do all the things they want to do, and to be all the things they want to be.
Right now, there is time to just be six.

So what do you think? How much is too much for your kids?

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Let There Be Music!

The Twinadoe’s school offers internal music lessons with students being able to pick from a variety of instruments to learn if they wish. I’m quite keen for the girls to learn an instrument (though probably not until next year) and they seem quite enamoured with the idea too.

There has been some discussion recently about which instrument they’d like to learn. I am leaning towards piano and violin, the girls, however, have other ideas…

Izzy “I’m going to learn the guitar!”
Zoe “and I’m going to learn the tambourine!”

Aim high Zoe… aim high!

In other news… ’scuse the short blog posts these last few days. I am posting in between power outages and nice big wet thunder storms…. hopefully it should settle by the weekend.

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Trading Insults.

Zoe – ” You’re a noodge face!!”

Izzy – “No! Weasel toes!”

Muski – “Bum Cake!…. bum cake.. bum cake…bum cake.”

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