It is hard to believe that just 730 days ago, our twin boys were born. The past two years with them represents one of the greatest challenges of my life. Honestly, I don’t do well with sleep deprivation. Then there were endless diaper changes, countless feedings, and back pains the likes of which I hope never to experience again. And the night of food poisoning hell; lets not forget that. Yet despite the struggles that the first two years delivered, the rewards were staggering and we couldn’t imagine life without them now. Not that I don’t reminisce about the joys of being the father of an only child. Man, was that easy.
The thing that surprised me the most was how much the boys interacted with each other from an early age. When they were one, they would kiss and cuddle like newlyweds. Clearly the honeymoon is over now as lately they relish antagonizing each other. If Ryder has a car, Bryson wants it. And if Bryson has a shiny ball, Ryder is likely to take it and run. I suspect they just want to play with each other but are having trouble communicating their desires. Hopefully this too will soon pass.
In the next two years, I look forward to easier bedtimes, disposing of the final diaper, getting rid of high chairs and cribs, taking an actual vacation, and letting them handle some of the household chores like cooking on meatless Mondays. Whatever the outcome, I’m sure we will have plenty of new adventures and many an unexpected turn. I’m also certain there will be love, joy, and plenty of tears.
Photos: Christopher Lay