The Best Book for Parenting Twins

The Best Book for Parenting Twins

I can be a bit competitive, so when I released the 3rd edition of Holy Sh*t...I'm Having Twins! The Definitive Guide to Remaining Calm When You're Twice as Freaked Out be the best book on the market for parents expecting twins. 

But, whilst my competitive nature loves that #1 spot, I only want to be there if my product is TRULY the best in its category for my target reader.

So I was THRILLED by this review by TheDadMom...

Newsflash: You're Pregnant with Twins

Newsflash: You're Pregnant with Twins

I've been asked many times about the moment we learned we were expecting twins. I've told the story before. But I don't believe I've ever told it in a formal way (meaning, in writing). 

As I was putting together this blog for expectant and new parents of twins and higher-order multiples, it occurred to me that it would be really fun to hear everyone's stories of THAT MOMENT. As I've talked with more and more moms and dads of twins over the years, their stories have never failed to make me laugh, cry, exclaim, "WAIT...HE PASSED OUT?" or a combination of the above.

So let's do this.

Holy Sh*t...I'm Having Twins!

Holy Sh*t...I'm Having Twins!

At some point during a long night with our newborn twin boys, Jack and Henry, I sat on the floor—in the same pajamas I had been wearing for four days—and thought to myself, “It would be really nice if twins came with an operations manual!”

While I was pregnant with the boys, I read some books that beautifully detailed the medical aspects of a twin pregnancy and others that laid out basic logistics for the all-important and hectic first year. Unfortunately, I could not find a book that addressed how to survive the first year with multiples in a girlfriend-to-girlfriend manner.

I wasn’t looking for someone to sugarcoat the experience. I was happy to read a book written by someone honest enough to proclaim, “Raising twins is hard!” Most of the books on the market communicate that very well. What frustrated me—after being reminded (again) that the experience would be hard—was waiting for the author to say, “But here’s how to make it easier (and laugh while you’re doing it).” I waited...and waited...and waited.

And then I waited some more.

I longed for a humorous book that told it like it is and also gave strategies for getting through the “how it is.” I hungered for an author daring enough to write, “It’s true that you’ll hear over and over again not to microwave formula, but it’s okay if you do—provided you follow some basic rules and do some safety checks.” However, after searching and searching, I realized that such a book did not exist. At that point I decided that I'd write it—just as soon as I came out from under the piles of diapers, bottles and laundry.