One of the things I was confronted with when Immy and Maddy started school all those years ago

was the policy to separate twins.

I fought long and hard to keep them together during kindergarten

and in the end a concession was made -

on the agreement that they would be in different classes in first grade.

When Ivy and Noah started kindy last year, the same question came up.

Having had a set of twins go through school before and knowing that Ivy would cope better with school if her brother was by her side

the choice was easy – they stayed together.

First grade for Immy and Maddy was very difficult.

The pair of them hated being in different classes and would often disrupt school time because they were worried about the other.

The teachers would  tell me that one would just get up and leave the classroom and when followed

they would find the pair of them met in the middle (the rooms were next door to each other)

wrapped up in each other, hugging.

Although, I could see that  each girl was coming into her own,

developing new confidence without each other,

making different friends

the girls were adamant that their life had come to an end

and their behaviour at home reflected that.

They stopped sleeping through the night,

they spent every waking minute at home together.

I often found them in each other’s bed,

and there were nightmares.

On top of that were the issues surrounding having different work schedules,

having to be in two places at once on important days

and different styles of homework and teaching methods to absorb and deal with.

It was hard on everyone, I think

and at the end of that year the teachers agreed with me that Immy and Maddy should not be made to separate again.

They stayed together until years five and six, which is when they made the choice to be in different classes.

Strangely enough now, they find themselves in the same level for many subjects

and they have the same group of friends at school.

Which brings me to Ivy and Noah, who have also been separated this year.

Why, you might ask, did I agree to that.

Well, the answer is simple and complex

but what it boils down to is that Noah was so busy taking such good care of Ivy last year,

that he lost his identity.

He became “Ivy’s brother”

and didn’t have the chance to make his own group of school pals.

Which is kind of wonderful and kind of sad all at once.

I thought about it for a long time and decided that I needed to give the boy a chance to find his individuality

and so this year he went off to his own class

and Ivy hers.

What I can see this time around is different from when the big girls were split up

but there are also some  similarities too.

Firstly, Noah transitioned into his new situation really well.

When I told the pair they were not going to be together, Nowie took it very well.

Ivy cried.

Noah has slipped into being himself with ease.

He loves his teacher, he loves his new found friends

and he especially loves that he is in a demountable further down the school yard and right away from the new kindy kids.

Ivy on the other hand was scared beyond belief on her first day without Noah

and although she says she likes her teacher, her classroom and her friends

she craves Noah.

She says it’s not the same with him gone,

that she misses him a lot.

At home she is quieter about her school happenings,

where as Noah is very descriptive of his days.

Last year, when asked, they did this cute tag team explanation, their words often tumbling over each others in unison.

The interesting thing though is at home.

Like Immy and Maddy,

the pair have lived out of each other’s pockets for the last week.

Playing together and ignoring all other invites to play or join in with the other kids,

which is unusual for them.

Ivy and Noah are very gender oriented.

Ivy is a girly girl, playing Barbies and babies and things like that

and Noah, he loves Lego and building

and crashing planes

and Power Rangers is his new obsession,

so to see them playing together (the Barbies now have new sleeping quarters on Noah’s rocket space station)

well, it’s different.

Ivy drags Noah everywhere with her when we are at home.

Sleeping is suddenly and issue too.

Noah (who has done so well at school) is waking with nightmares and midnight askings if the girl is okay

and both have requested they they sleep in bed together this week.

It’s too early to tell how their year will play out yet but so far I can see that Ivy is struggling

and despite his bravado, Noah is feeling it to.

There are of course the same issues for me as last time

and I am ten years older

and I have to get back into the swing of juggling two different classes, although at the same stage all over again.

It is going to be very interesting.

So, should you separate twins at school?

I think there are pros and cons for both.

On the one hand each twin has the chance to evolve without the other

and for Noah, I think this is very important

but for the girls it wasn’t and I’m still not sure about Ivy.

On the other hand, when they have been together for such a long time, is it right to expect them then to function as just one person?

I’m not sure.

The thing I know, now, after having two sets of twins go through the whole separation in first grade plan

is that every set of twins should be considered on an pair by pair basis.

One policy is not going to be right for all twins.

I knew a set of boy/ girl twins who were always kept together.

The boy was charismatic and popular, the girl shy and cautious (much like my pair).

By the end of their schooling they disliked each other immensely.

She felt overshadowed and he felt she dragged him down

and it followed them into adulthood (which is when I met the girl half of the set).

So should you separate?

My advice is ask your twins.

Find out what they want, listen to the teacher’s advice and then weigh up everything before you make your choice.

Immy and Maddy were happy to be together until the end of their primary schooling

but they were very verbal when they had made their decision to split.

At the moment, Ivy is miserable and Noah thinks its wonderful.

I should have consulted them both before making the decision, although I suspect it would have been the same outcome -

some days I rush into things before thinking it through.

In the end, it’s only for a year

and if things don’t work out then they can be placed back together or separated next time.