Apparently, I cannot subtract.
Us MoTs often get a lot of the same lines, like "wow, double trouble", "gosh, you've got your hands full!" or even the not so nice "better you than me." One line even inspired a GREAT blog - "How DO you do it??"
But the one that really gets under my skin, and I don't know why because, really, it's harmless, is "well, since they're your first, you don't know the difference, right?" Yes, actually. I do know the difference. It's 1. 2-1=1. I'm a certified high school math teacher but even without those crazy credentials, I think I could figure it out.
Don't get me wrong - I know what they mean. I definitely did not know what to expect before I had the twins because I had nothing to compare it to. In that sense, ignorance was bliss. However, I am no longer ignorant. I know how long it takes to feed two babies. I also know how long it takes to feed one. Half as much as two. (that's division!) I can imagine what it would be like to change 1 diaper at a time instead of 2. I can also picture my nursery with one crib, one bottle warmer, one rocking chair...one baby.
Of course, I don't want to picture my life with one. Because I can subtract. And divide. One less smiling face in the morning. Half as many cuddles. Ya, I know the difference. I'm just not interested in it.