#simtwins

Hey there, lovely souls! I'm Liên, and I just had to jump on here and share the absolute disaster that is my morning. Picture this: I woke up looking like a hot mess—haven’t brushed my teeth, my shirt is a canvas of milk and baby food, and my hair could give Einstein a run for his money. And those solid two hours of sleep I got? Felt like half a second.

Right now, I should be cleaning, vacuuming, changing diapers, and feeding the twins. But I’m two seconds away from screaming, so I thought I’d vent here instead. And for those curious about my husband’s whereabouts—he’s in the kitchen, valiantly attempting to cook breakfast. Fingers crossed he doesn’t burn the house down!

Okay, I’ve got to dash and tackle the mountain of mom duties, but seriously, what did I get myself into? Why didn’t anyone warn me about this chaos? I guess… that's why I’m here—to let you in on the wild ride that is motherhood and all the other hoods (aka womanhood, wifehood etc.). Because let’s be real, this life needs a caution sign!

I’ll leave you with a family picture that took five hours to take. Just know, as you look at it, our current state is the exact opposite. I haven't showered in three days, and that’s just scratching the surface.

See you soon, and stay sane out there!

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Sunday mornings in the Coles household: a little messy, a lot tranquil. There's beauty in the chaos, especially when it means a few extra moments of peace. 🤍

xoxo

Hi lovelies, It's Liên Coles, and today, I need to vent a little. This morning started off surprisingly well—a close friend took the twins for a sleepover, and Jeremy (my husband) and I finally made it to the gym together. It felt good to have a productive morning, especially since I haven't touched workout equipment in months. Motherhood truly transforms your routine in ways you can’t imagine.

Later, Jeremy surprised me with a date to the beach. We had a lovely picnic, and of course, took some pictures. But when I looked at those photos, my jaw dropped. I didn’t recognize the person in them—my arms, hips, thighs, stomach, chin, and cheeks. The stretch marks crisscrossing every inch reminded me of how drastically my body has changed from just a few years ago. Then it hit me—Jeremy had taken me to the very same beach where we had our third date. Back then, I had bleach blonde hair, a smaller body, and apparently no stretch marks at all. Seeing myself now, in stark contrast to who I was then, made me realize just how much time has passed and how much I have changed.

That night, as I watched Jeremy snore softly beside me, I came to a realization. I need to embrace my body more. This body carried my children, and it's the same body my husband cherishes and admires. I know it will be a long journey to stop criticizing myself immediately, but I’m determined to learn to love all of me, just as my loved ones do.

I’m sharing this because I hope it resonates with someone out there. Motherhood is a beautiful chaos, and it can be overwhelming. But we’re in this together.

Though it’s tough, I’ve decided to attach the picture Jeremy took today alongside one of me from five years ago—the me I seem to (sometimes) idealize and wish to be again.

It’s a twin thing. 👯‍♀️ This is Aazelyn aka Aaze, my other ½! I can’t wait til we’re reunited!! 💕