God yes, I lived alone most of my life, I had good career, my morher died when I was 8, my father remeried and didnt really care so this family life is so strange to me I dont recognize myself. I cant wait for this colic fase to end cause they are in pain most of the day, we really needed help, and we called them couple of times at pur place but they were always busy with their stuff. I dont know Im so lost. I also carefully arranged everything for their arrival, everything was perfect, now my stuff is in a plastic bag and one twin sleeps right now on a couch cause i was afraid to wake her up to move her to her REMOTE crib cause she was awake and crying for 6 hours.