One, Two, Three...

It only took one year, two miscarriages and three positive tests (not to mention joyous text messages to family and friends), but I am finally (and it would seem, healthily) pregnant.  We are expecting a wee one sometime in January 2014.  Adam, B and I are beside ourselves with joy and gratitude.  Adam is hoping for a boy, but says he will be delighted to have another girl.  B says she doesn't know what she wants, and I am hoping for another girl so I can reuse all those clothes I've had stored, airtight, for the last four years.  But, like Adam, I don't really care, hoping at the end of it all that baby arrives safely and in good health.

We announced our news to the world with the following picture, with the caption:

"Caught her reading this tonight...she mentioned something about administering pop quizzes for Adam
and me over the next 6 months."