My little baby girl is 4.5 months old. And I am pregnant. There was a little "oops" in the whole natural family planning thing. I honestly had no idea that my body would ovulate so soon in my cycle and I just wasn't looking for the signs to slip the diaphragm in before "playtime." I noticed the day after and told Hubby that I was probably pregnant. I actually just had this thought that "I am pregnant" the next afternoon before I even noticed the fertile signs.

When we decided to have more kids all those years ago, we decided we wanted two more. Then, the whole divorce issue came up after the baby arrived and Prince Charming said no more, but I still wanted another. So we eventually decided we would try again later this year since we are both getting old--especially hubby. He'll be 44 in October and I just turned 34. So, here we are. We'll be welcoming our next, and final, bundle of joy in March of next year.

We're not going to tell anyone, yet. Maybe we won't until we get past that whole 12 week business. Wow I feel like an incubator!