I Lost My Twins During Childbirth – But One Day I Saw Two Girls Who Looked Exactly Like Them in a Daycare With Another Woman

I wasn’t supposed to cry on my first day.

I’d told myself that a hundred times on the drive over: that this job was a fresh start. That a new city meant a new chapter. That I was going to walk into that daycare, be professional, present, and fine.

I wasn’t supposed to cry on my first day.

I was unpacking art supplies at the back table when the morning group came in.