And then there were three...

That's how we announced our third pregnancy.

Yup. Number three is due Dec. 29.
Kind of scary and crazy considering we are moving to Atlanta in a few weeks.

Needless to say, we were a little..ahem..."surprised" at our pregnancy news. Considering the timing, it took a few days to feel the joy without feeling completely overwhelmed.

But, before too long, we had picked out names and were making bets on whether we'd have a boy or a girl.

Sure. Life has a way of throwing curve balls, but this little one is meant to be. I just know it. Though Scott might disagree, I never felt completely "done" after Johnny was born.

Johnny was such a snuggly, happy baby that I clearly remember feeling so sad that I would never have another baby. I thought he was my last, which was probably why I babied him so much. I just couldn't get enough of him.

When he turned 5 in April, I was miserable. There was no denying his big boy status---even if he still pronounces his sister's name as "Juweee."

So, I truly don't think we were done. Though we're a tad older (Scott is 38 and I'm 36), we have more love to give. It will be completely strange to revert to diapers and feedings and naptimes and sleeplessness. But, in a way, I can't wait. And, I just know I'll cherish every single second. This will be our last....For real this time!