“I’m not smart enough,” I said. “I’m not good enough. I don’t know enough. But it’s like there’s something deep in me that’s aching to get out.” “Oh my god, we’re pregnant!” Brynn said, and we laughed. “We are going to birth all that’s inside us. It’s going to be painful, but we just have to trust that it will come. And we’ll look back and remember the night we were confused and uncertain.”
