37 weeks with mono/di twins! And I’m sitting in this strange, in-between space of so much gratitude and also being so done all at the same time. I’m living in this window where any day could change my life forever. And somehow, everything feels true at once: I want to savor this—my last pregnancy, these final moments of carrying them. And I’m so ready to meet them earth side. I know my body can do this—I’ve done it before. And I’m still feeling nervous about labor and birth. I want them to stay in and grow and develop as long as possible. And I also think about them sharing a placenta and just want them here, safe in my arms. I know they don’t need much. And somehow I still feel like I don’t have everything together. I’ve been attached to the idea of April babies… but also ready for them to come yesterday. Add in a 100° LA heat wave and we’re really thriving over here. 🫠 At the root of it all, I’m taking this moment by moment. My body is working so hard for these babies— a...