Honestly? It's not THAT bad. I complain a lot because that's just what I do. I'm a whiner. Writing about the misery helps me cope with it and let's be honest, nobody wants to read about cute babies doing cute things. We've got endless cat gifs for that. But there are times where it's borderline fun having twins. None of those times occur between the hours of 10pm to 6am, however. I like that I can instantly calm either of them down by sticking them in the baby bjorn and do whatever it is I need to do around the house.
But I'm ready for them to be 7.