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Are you my mother?

Are you my mother?
Most days, I strive to keep balance in my parenting. I don't want to upset the status quo because that upsets my children which then upsets me. My children do very well with things being the same...that is until they see me as a twin mom.

No, I do not have any sets of twins of my own.  I am an identical twin and, growing up, my sister and I did not enjoy playing twin tricks on people. Very few people could tell us apart anyways. We had - and still have - extremely different personalities. I like to say I'm the beautiful one but...well if you're an identical twin, you see the fault in this statement. We look the same. We're both intelligent, just in different areas. When separated, we have our own unique personalities that perhaps took a bit longer to mature due to the twin personality we have when together. You might best describe this as we didn't know who we were until we weren't "the twins."

As we've grown and started our own families, we have grown closer through shared experiences which haven't been tied to proximity. This bond has allowed us to finally take advantage of the fact we look alike. And, we use this advantage when we want to have a little fun with our kids.

So, when you see us asking our own nieces and nephews, "Am I your mother?" Or, when you see our children walking around with confused faces, you'll know we're finally embracing the twin games we didn't take part in our younger years.

Now, only one question remains...How much will these games mess up our own children? We'll let you know throughout the years!

My twin and me.

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