(In this case MOM is an acronym for Mother Of Multiples.)
Beyonce, I have to tell you a story. When I found out I was pregnant with twins, I lamented and stewed for 8 months wondering how on earth I’d pick both of them up at the same time. Or what would I do when they were both crying? Or, did I really need two of everything? These are the things you worry about when you find out that your body is about to spit two out at the same time.
Like when you’re at the vending machine, and that bag of Frito’s is just hanging precariously in the balance, and you put your money in and you get that bag PLUS the bag you just paid for. You’re not really sure that your hungry for both bags, but you know that when the time comes, you’ll be able to handle eating both of them. That’s twins.
So, in answer to all of those questions, you’ll have help. No seriously, even those of us who aren’t rich and famous like you had help. Maybe not paid help, but help nonetheless. Loved ones, strangers, sympathetic onlookers. People are fascinated by twins, and they understand that as a parent, you only have those two arms you were given.
To ease your mind, Beyonce, I’ll tell you this, you WILL be able to tell them apart, you WILL know which one is crying just from the sound of it, you WILL love them equally, and you WILL figure out how to pick them both up at the same time. I always say that it’s the best thing I’ve ever done, and I’m sure it will be for you, too.