We were on the couch after dinner. Zoe was cuddling up to Brit. Nato was off screen playing with his legos. And Thea held one of the twins as she watched a movie. The other one was upstairs, asleep. And in a moment of quiet in my head, I looked around the room. And felt his absence. Which is a strange thing to sit with, because when we found out we were having twins, I won’t pretend it wasn’t overwhelming. It was. It was scary and enormous and more than we had planned for. And now, just two months in, the room feels incomplete without both of them in it. I don’t fully understand how that happens. How two people who weren’t here yet can become so completely essential to the feeling of a room. But Benny and Dash did that. Quietly. Without asking permission. They just settled into the exact shape of our family like they were always supposed to be there. I don’t know why I was chosen to be their mama. But I am so grateful that I was. Both of them. Always both of them. 🤍🤍 Twin ma...