I Regret Not Parenting My Older Kids Like I Parent Our Twins

4 kids in Florida

Well, at least we go two out of four right! This is something that my husband Mike, and I say to each other often, half jokingly. Two out of four of our kids listen the first time we ask them to do something. Two of our four kids are not picky eaters. Two of our four kids are generally more content. Is this our faults? It kind of is.

We have followed through with our twins really well, and were a bit too soft with our older kids.

Okay, okay, I know that there are a lot of other factors at play here, like we were newer parents with our older two. They are OLDER, and with every new phase and age, new obstacles arise. Personalities definitely play a role, and our twins have older siblings to mimic.

But I often think to myself, hmmm nature vs nurture… we really could have approached parenting differently in the beginning.

When our son Holden was born, our world revolved around him… too much. If he fussed a little we put the TV on, if he wanted a toy at the store, we usually bought it, if he didn’t like what food was in front of him, we whipped up something else that was usually less nutritious. When Holden got a little older, and we were in a rush, we would do everything for him, including dress him, and not give him much of a chance to be independent.

Holden realized he could limit his food to 10 items, have someone dress him everyday and basically run our home, having me race around bowing to his every whine.

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Beau came soon after Holden and was not only able to ride his wave of ridiculous pampering, but we were so focused on Holden’s moods that we rarely attempted to fix our mistakes.

Beau in-turn, had mastered the art of tantrums and destruction. The best way to describe Beau, is she is a FORCE to be reckoned with.the faces of Beau

It wasn’t until our twins were born, that we had to change our parenting styles, and it was for the better. You see, when you double the amount of children you have, you just can’t approach parenting the same way. Everyone had to basically fend for themselves more, and be really patient.

This concept of patience, compliance and obedience is something that Everly and Mia have known since day one.

Case in point, the other day I had just finished bathing Mia and Everly, while Mike was hanging out in their room (he’s usually at work when I bath them). I turned to Mia and Everly and said, “okay, it’s time to brush your teeth.” Without saying anything else, both girls walked over to a specific spot in their room, sat down, and waited patiently for their toothbrushes. Because they know that they aren’t allowed to walk around with their toothbrushes, it isn’t safe. If they try to walk around with it, they loose it. Simple.

twins brushing teeth

When Mike saw this, his jaw dropped. “Well, at least we got two out of four right.”

When Mia and Everly have food placed in front of them, they eat it. When they are bored, they don’t rely on TV, they know that’s a rare treat. They only fuss when they really need something, and they are so proud of themselves whenever they gain some independence.

At 18 months old, they have learned how to completely undress themselves and mostly dress themselves. They love cleaning up and understand that it is expected of them, and whenever I give them a little job, they run back for their prize: a high five.Twins putting shoes on

Don’t get me wrong, they aren’t robot twins. Mia thinks it’s hilarious to throw her food on the ground, and Everly is going through a hitting phase.

Mia and Everly

But I have set a precedence with them, and rules that I so wish I had done with Holden and Beau.

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After Mia and Everly joined our family, we really had to turn things around with Holden and Beau. We have been laying down the law, following through and encouraging them to be more independent and responsible. Slowly, we are getting there. Mia and Everly are also helping by setting a great example.

Despite Holden and Beau having to learn (along with Mike and I) later in life, they are two pretty awesome kids. Holden is extremely compassionate and Beau always knows how to put a smile on our faces. The two of them have been the most incredible siblings to their twins sisters, in fact, I don’t know what I would do without their help each day. So, Mike and I must have done something right in those early years.

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So, to new parents and parents to be, I want to say this:

Drop the guilt. If there is a lull between reading books and singing songs, don’t feel guilty. Let your child figure out how to play on their own.

Don’t always do everything for them. It is tempting when you are trying to get out the door to dress your kid for them. Let them do as much as they can before you help.

If your child fusses, don’t rush in and switch their food, or turn on the TV. Let them fuss for a minute. See if they can get over it.

When you are shopping, resist giving in to pestering. It is so tempting and can often make that shopping trip a lot easier. But in the long run, they will start expecting that they should get everything they see, each outing.

Carve out special routines each day of cuddles, reading books and doing other activities. But make sure there are times each day, (other than when they are napping), that you are cleaning the kitchen, sitting and putting your feet up, or getting other tasks done, while they amuse themselves.

We all are trying to do our best to survive. But sometimes, when we put in more effort and exhaust ourselves, we are doing our kids a disservice.

The Calm After The Storm

Toddler healing from HFMThe waves have stopped crashing onto us. We are not trying to keep our heads above water anymore and we can finally breathe again.

For the past few weeks we have endured a flat tire, two back injuries, all six of us having the stomach flu and our 18-month-old twins having a horrible case of hand, foot and mouth disease. We were hit hard.

You can read more about our experience with hand, foot and mouth disease on Yummy Mummy Club: Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease: The Illness from Hell

But a week has passed and although we have been left with some scars, it seems like the clouds are parting. scabs healing from HFM

My husband, Mike, and I have been realizing lately, that we haven’t really seemed to be able to move out of survival mode. Not just coming home from our long vacation, or dealing with tons of illness, but long term survival mode. In fact, if we are being really honest, we never shifted out of the phase we entered during my pregnancy with our twins.

Recently, Mike and I have been having a lot of discussions about where we are struggling, both as a unit and as individual people. As far as our relationship and marriage goes, we have a handle on that, thanks to date night and LOTS of communication.

But we have really started to discuss our future, our health, our finances and our happiness, and have had some eye-opening revelations.

Knowing we are finished having children and moving out of the baby phase is really exciting, but also scary. For years we bounced from planning, to pregnancy, to new baby phase and then back to planning for our next. All which gave us the constant excuse to live in survival mode: slack with tidying up, allow clutter to build up, be relaxed with our spending, stay cooped up and let our weight and health slide.

But, we are on the other side now. We are trying to learn how to be responsible, well rounded adults again. We dug ourselves into a survival hole and now we are figuring out how to climb out.

It’s going to take time, but we are on the same page.

What do you call not being in survival mode? Living? Thriving? Routine? All of those sound great to me!Toddler

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Find The Fun – How I Am Learning To Laugh And Have Fun Again

four person surreyWe are just finishing up week three of our big family Florida vacation. A few days ago, I found myself starting to feel suffocated, a little bored and craving my routine at home. I know, I know, boo hoo, right? I am on this beautiful vacation with the five loves of my life, how can I possibly complain?

I come from a long line of people who thrive on routine and need our share of alone time. Plus, as a long time claustrophobia sufferer, being cooped up in a small condo with six people can make me feel a little anxious at times.

Mike had noticed that I was getting quiet and withdrawn. It was time to shake things up.

I decided that we needed to do something adventurous and fun with the whole family. We headed out to rent a four person surrey bike and go for a ride.

Just when we were about to go, I hesitated. I started to fall into my type A trap. Thinking about how this would impact nap times, worrying about how exhausting this might be, or if the kids would actually like it.

Luckily, my husband, gave me the push I needed.

Putting the kids in the bikeNote: There is a single lap belt in front that we cranked over Mia and Everly’s laps. Then we took zip ties to secure it down the center. The kids didn’t have seat belts in the back which made me nervous. It was an open bottom, so if they let go, they could have broken a leg. Mike was able to rig some straps and create seat belts for them. I was able to relax and have fun after ramping up the safety features.

This was honestly the most fun I have had in a long time. Plus, Mike and I couldn’t stop cracking up.

Squished into a four person surrey 2He barely fit, we were such a spectacle and a few bike riders almost veered off the road because they were so distracted with how cute Everly and Mia looked sitting in the front.

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Mia thought it was hilarious to stick her finger in Everly’s ear. Everly was not impressed.

All four kids not only had their own fun, but could feel how light Mike and I felt.

In the end, we missed our twins’ nap window, and Mike and I had sore muscles from peddling. But it was all worth it.

As Joy from Inside Out says, “find the fun.”

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The Art Of Trading Off

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Last week, illness entered our house. It took hold of our twins one by one and then circled back to each of them once more.

My husband Mike and I know exactly what to do when our kids are sick. After more than six years of being parents and having four kids, we have figured out what medicines to use, how much to give, how to hydrate, when a cry is a “sick cry,” who cleans the sick child while the other changes the sheets and at what point they need to see a doctor.

But when your child is only sleeping in 30 minute intervals, and has you awake for most of the night, it can feel like you are in a pressure cooker.

For the first part of the night, we usually have our rhythm. But then this point hits, where we would start to snap at each other and fight about things that don’t even make sense.

Over the years we have learned that it is so important, (especially when an illness lingers), that we communicate with the other person when we feel like we have nothing else left to give.

A few days into our outbreak, Mike was unravelling. In fact, he was telling me about things that were irritating him that didn’t even make sense to me. It reminded me of when I get really bad PMS and my nerves feel raw.

I took charge and told him that I was taking over. I did all of the night waking, medicine administering and comforting. He slept and recharged.

But by Saturday morning, although Mike was back to himself again, I was the one who was crashing. Only for me, it was a physical toll the stress and lack of sleep was taking.

He immediately jumped into action, took over with the kids and let me hide in bed all morning. I knew that the house might be a mess when I emerged, but I was okay with that.

Eventually the days passed and everyone is healthier. Although we each feel a bit ragged, there is this sense of victory that we feel.

If you and your marriage are going to survive parenthood, and yes I am using the word survive, then you need to not only master the art of “survival mode,” but of also “trading off.”

That includes communicating with the other person when you are DONE and avoid picking meaningless fights, or snapping at the other person. This also means that when the other person is in charge, you give up control. You don’t micromanage or judge if other things fall by the wayside.

We all go through it. Having sick kids sucks. But there is something incredibly rewarding when your little one turns the corner, starts smiling again and life returns to normal… at least until the next illness hits.

Here is a video of me emerging from my Netflix cocoon on that Saturday morning…

 

 

 

Keeping My Kids From Feeling Lost In The Shuffle

Looking at daughterWhen you become a parent, your love really does multiply each time you have another baby. But no matter how much we try, our time does not multiply along with each new addition. Although you obsess less with each kid, because you just don’t have the time to, it is tricky when it comes to making sure everyone is getting enough attention.

I am finding that quality time spent with each of my four kids has to be much more deliberate, especially as they get older. Reality is, I don’t have time to play with my children very often. I am almost always cleaning, preparing meals, changing diapers, bathing and pretty much keeping our family afloat. My husband, Mike,  works long hours and every day we do the best job we can as parents.

I try to take opportunities to connect with each child and make sure they know they are special, like making a big deal with lots of hugs and kisses when I first see them in the morning. We also split the kids up as often as possible when running errands.

But, one of the most deliberate things we do is take our kids on special dates. Together, Mike and I think about what each child is interested in, and plan special outings tailored to each of them.

This past weekend, I took our oldest daughter, Beau, to the ballet to see The Nutcracker. She is our little ballerina, and I have been wanting to take her to see The Nutcracker for a very long time. I bought her a fancy dress, and braided her hair exactly as she had asked.Beau at the NutcrackerShe was mesmerized for the first half of the ballet, but as intermission was coming to a close, she started to melt down. Aside from being tired, she knew that her brother, Holden was at home making a ginger bread house with Mike, and she became fixated on the idea of wanting to do that too.

I was okay with cutting our outing short. She is only four, and that is a long time for her to sit. But as I guided her out of the theatre, she threw a full-on temper-tantrum. Which, unfortunately, is not too unusual for Beau. She began pulling me and screaming. Her face was read and she was sobbing so hard she could barely get a word out. I could see parents glancing over at us with looks on their faces like “oh man, have I been there before.”

I was able to keep myself calm, but my chest tightened as I heard the familiar sound indicating that intermission was over. I finally got her outside and into our car.

I at there quietly for a minute . Beau was still sobbing and I was trying to decided if I should lecture her, or I use this moment to listen and connect so that we could understand each other. I told Beau that we weren’t in a rush, and I was ready to listen and talk when she was.

Finally Beau calmed down enough that she was able to tell me that she wanted both, to stay for the rest and go home and make ginger bread houses. I hugged her and let her know that I thought she sat really well for the play and that I would read her the nutcracker at bedtime so we can find out how it ended.

I embraced the unexpected moment in my car, with just the two of us. It gave me a chance to tell her what a great sister she was being to her siblings, and that I think she is doing an incredible job in school. I was also able to explain that when she throws these temper tantrums, I have a very hard time understanding what it is she really wants. She really listened, and since then we have been listening to each other more.

Although our special date took an unexpected turn, I will look back at that memory with happiness. Even the part in the car afterwards.Beau and I off to the balletIt can be easy for our kids to feel lost in the shuffle.

But Mike and I will continue to make sure that each child feels special and feels like they are being heard.

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