Author: Monica Harber
A poem I wrote about what it is like to have twins.
It’s called ‘Outnumbered’ and it’s about just that, being outnumbered.
There’s more of them than there is of me. How can I explain so that you can see? You never experience the transition from one to two. Instead, it goes straight from me to a few. It’s reciting their birth order to remember their name. Having to choose who first to tend to, torments you, fills you with shame. So many products, places, outings so inaccessible. The barriers, preparation, and multi-tasking; unimaginable. You must sacrifice one to put the other in the car. Checking that vehicles aren’t near but far. Your needs don’t come second, but third or fourth. Still, your heart when you cuddle them fills with such warmth.Continue Reading →