Parenting reflections

“Thoughts, moments, and realizations I’ve had while raising my twins.”

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    Everything You Need to Know Before Buying a Stroller for Your Baby

    1. Introduction When we found out we were having twins, the word “stroller” barely made it to our priority list. Diapers, bottles, formula, feeding schedules — those took over everything. But as weeks turned into months, and the fatigue started settling into our bones, we realised we needed one thing that could make our daily life  little easier — and that was a stroller. At first, it felt like a luxury. But now, after living this parenting journey day and night — quite literally — I can tell you this: a stroller is not a luxury. It’s a sanity-saving tool for both babies and parents. What surprised me more was…

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    Give them the greatest gift: Heal yourself

    Section 1: Wounded Parents — The Curse We’re Quietly Passing On Most of us had no business becoming parents in the state we were in — mentally fractured, emotionally reactive, physically drained, and spiritually lost. But life doesn’t wait for you to be healed. It pushes you into roles you’re not ready for and then watches silently as you pretend to hold it all together. We are walking around like functional wreckage.Angry without clarity.Frustrated without reason.Constantly blaming our childhood, our marriage, our parents, our jobs — everything but ourselves.We bury our pain under comfort food, pointless scrolling, endless distractions, and habits that quietly destroy us.We’ve become so used to being…

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    5 Practical Sleep Strategies Every Twin Parent Must Know

    1. Stop Eating Late — Your Sleep Is Rotting from the Inside It’s true that we can’t sleep well with twins screaming every 2 hours. But what you eat — and when you eat — can either help your body recover in those short windows of rest or destroy it. And for the longest time, I was destroying it. Quietly. Repeatedly. Every night even before my babies were born. After a whole day of hospital work and then taking care of babies, I used to sit down at 10:30 PM and EAT — sometimes junk, sometimes “normal dinner,” sometimes whatever the hell was there. I convinced myself it was “well-deserved.”…