I look at my stomach every night when I get ready for bed and I imagine the babies in there... I am in awe of nature and what's going on inside me. I just think it's such a miracle, and so special... and then I starting thinking how can we be this lucky?? How can it continue to to be ok...? And then I tell myself to stop thinking negative things. etc etc and this inner dialogue/argument starts up between pesimism and optimism..

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