While Alex was at school on Friday, Tony, Emma and I went with some good friends of ours to a scrapbook warehouse where I picked up a few super cool things for so cheap. While walking around looking at the cute stuff, I started thinking. I haven't scrapbooked anything for Emma - EVER. I started feeling so terrible I almost burst into tears. Well, I think I might have scrapbooked a couple of her ultrasound pictures, but those don't really count since she looks a little different now. I can't believe my baby is almost TWO. Man alive.
Tony was so super nice & helpful at the scrapbook warehouse. He was helping me carry around all sorts of stuff, took care of Emma, and was super patient while I deliberated which sets of stickers I really wanted. Thanks hubby, you were great!
And then I got to thinking some more. My hubby is so lucky that he's still in one piece. During my latest rant about my hubby, I just about ripped him in two. And in light of a recent discovery, I now
understand why I was feeling so... explosive.
The 4 of us made a late night trip to Walmart last night after leaving my brother's house. I picked up a prego-test and took it this morning. I merely tinkled on it and it gave me a super bright positive. Yes people, it's true. He knocked me up.

When am I due? I have NO idea. Seriously, Tony's been staying in Mesa so much the past few months (which has been because he works 60 miles from home and we didn't want to pay so much for gas), I can barely remember the times that we've been intimate. But I guess it only takes once. My last cycle was in the beginning of August, so maybe May-ish? Who knows. It's just been the last week or so that my "chi-chi-s" (as Alex calls them) have been sooo sore, which prompted me to take the test. So, to say the least, I'm super excited. I've been itching for another little one.
...I guess it's time to get off my blog and go & tell the dad-of-3-to-be about it, huh :D