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Subjects I prefer to avoid, but I can’t help myself. So, the other day, the twins had an appointment… with a doctor. Per the usual hub bub, we signed them in and waited, and waited, and waited. Unfortunately, this doc only comes to our location once a month and the location (to remain nameless) made
My massage therapist during a much-needed massage (the first I’ve had in over two years): “I strongly suggest you develop your telekinesis so you can start levitating the children.”
So, you get pregnant with twins. People are like, “Wow, congratulations!” and then they proceed to tell you one of three things: 1) how wonderful parenting is, 2) how their aunt Tillie gave birth in a cab while suffering a cerebral hemorrhage, or 3) “Sleep now”. The truth? After the miraculous event, and your children
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