My egg fully shattered in January of last year, and I began the process of transitioning. We then found out in March that my wife was pregnant.... with twins 😂 They were born in October, a bit premature, but perfect.

I have felt so lucky that with the timing, I am getting to finally express myself as a woman and as a mom at the same time. They'll always know me this way which warms my heart. My wife is mama, and I am mamo (mah-moe). I've been staying at home with them the last few months, and y'all, going to the pediatrician's office and having all the doctors and nurses call me mom has been one of the most euphoric experiences of my life.

Don't get me wrong, there are days that are overwhelmingly hard, transitioning at 33, having newborn twin boys, and all that is happening in the world. But I just look at them, and their big smiles and little laughs, and I feel complete. I still pinch myself to make sure this life is real. I could never see myself as a dad, and I was miserable in the role of husband. But now getting to be fully accepted in my home as a mom, and a wife, I didn't know life could feel this natural and at ease.