Well, since Ben kinda already let the cat outta the bag with all his talk about my "cravings" and all, I guess I'll just make it official: Ben knocked me up... again. When we were specifically trying to not get pregnant. Because we were supposed to be on a tropical cruise on the VERY DAY I'M EXPECTING, which also happens to be THANKSGIVING DAY. So it appears that when Ben and I decide to be done procreating, we'll have to both get snipped. Because let's face it, I'm more fertile than the Tennessee Valley.
By the way, we're really excited to have three kids aged 3 and under. Woo-hoo.
UPDATE: After re-reading this post, I've realized that it is rather cheeky sounding. Let me just say that we are very excited for this baby, if not a little apprehensive and overwhelmed. Thank goodness we have 7 1/2 months to prepare and to get Cash and Maggie enrolled in a boarding school. (Look at me using words like "rather" and "cheeky"! I've been watching a little too much Mary Poppins, I reckon!)
Oh, and don't any of you fret your pretty little heads over our cruise-that-has-to-be-cancelled. The tickets we bought are good for two years, and the plan is to go next March and leave the kids with grandma. (Here's your heads-up, Mom).