Bringing up Twins

Being a parent is a big challenge. Raising twins? That’s twice the challenge and if you are a teacher and a mother of twins then life is more difficult for you once they started school.

You know the rights, wrongs.

You spend days, nights trying not to compare them.

You fight with people when they call them “the twins” instead of their own names.

You constantly exhaust yourself trying to divide your affection into perfectly equal halves.

And you end up exhausted

When I felt exhausted trying to be the perfect mum and saw I was about to fail, I decided to get advice and the best advice I got was ‘Equality doesn’t exist’

Wow, that helped me a lot. I felt much better. I realized there was nothing wrong with my being a parent.

Then the school started. I thought a lot about separating or not separating them.

Sometimes my friends who have twins ask me about it.

Well, the choice is yours.

However,

Equality doesn’t exist

If classes are different, teachers will be different. If schools are different, teachers, friends, everything will be different.

What if the teacher of one school or one class was better than the other?

If they are in the same class and if the teacher also thinks there is no equality and tries to compare them, then what will happen?

In Turkish we have a saying; each finger of your hand is different. They are not equal, they are big, fat, and small, in short kids can be as the fingers of one hand.

Yet, if you cut your index finger, do you think the pain of the index finger is more than the poor thumb?

Anyway, I now think if we teach them how to fly in the breeze and storm, I am sure they will survive.