Four months in and I finally did it. The twins. The grocery store. Just us. I’d been dreading it longer than I want to admit. The logistics of it. The what-ifs. The mental math of two babies, a double stroller, and a parking lot — all before you’ve even thought about the actual groceries. So I stopped thinking about it and just went. Got to the store. Parked the car. Assembled the stroller. Got both boys in. Walked through those doors feeling genuinely proud of myself. And then immediately thought: where exactly am I putting the groceries?? Not once in all the mental preparation did I account for the part where you actually need to bring things home. So I grabbed a cart. Figured it out. Pushed the stroller with one hand, dragged the cart behind me with the other, and did the whole shop looking slightly unhinged and completely fine with it all at the same time. Four months of building this up in my head. Turns out we were ready. We just needed to go. 🤍🤍 Twin mamas — what was ...