...that it was going to be so difficult. Don't take me wrong. I love my twins. I've loved them since before they were born. But it seems that every day is more difficult than the one before. The problems seem to be escalating. The tantrums coming more often. He blows up at every little thing, she is mean spirited and pushy. I do my best to be patient and to handle everything to the best of my ability, but it is so hard when I am basically doing it all myself. My husband helps of course but he works so is only home with them for about 2 hours a day. Out of 12, that's not much. And since girltwin doesn't go to school she is with me nonstiop for all those 12 hours. The only break I get is every other weekend when he goes to his biomoms overnight and she goes for the day on Saturdays. It's not enough. I have little support. Am home by myself, with girltwin of course, all the time. Have no real friends as they are all busy having a life. I know I am whining and I am sorry for that, but it is so hard and I feel so alone.