The first two years of child rearing suck, particularly with multiples. That might not make print in most publications, but there really is no better term: It sucks. I am at a complete loss as to why parents of a single child would elect to have more. Certainly singleton moms (the term we parents of multiples use to describe normal one-at-a-timers) have it easier by comparison, but everyone still experiences lost sleep, panic over their every sniffle, and anger over their children's obstinance, particularly in getting them to eat. Gestation is stressful both on the mind and body of the mother, and brutal to the wallet and time of both parents. You will fight with the person you care about most in the world. You will no longer be able to enjoy certain hobbies and past-times. So why do people keep having kids?

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Because sometime after they hit two they evolve like a Pokémon. They cannot breath fire or blast their opponents with high-pressure water cannons (thank God), but they are more effective communicators. They are better able to describe their aches and pains, so you can treat them more effectively. You know what makes them laugh. You chase them and, sometimes, vice-versa. You can play games; real games, like hide-and-seek. They start pooping in a toilet instead of their pants. They will play by themselves so you can get some things done around your hovel. You have an excuse to jump in the ball pit again; this time without anyone asking you to leave the premises. You can even (occasionally) leave them with loved ones for short periods of time in an attempt to reconnect with your spouse (or meet a new one depending on how those first two years went).

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This is not to say that things get easy - they don't - but life does get better, and much, much more rewarding.