It's true! Family pictures just got a whole lot more difficult.
Many of you caught on weeks ago. What with the sudden lapse of selfies, heavy-handed wine pours and delicious cocktails posting to Instagram, that's usually a dead giveaway that the state of my uterus is el occupado.
I know. I know. What about "college hot and not knocked up" in 2013, AP?
I'd like to think I had a great run with it. Back down to my freshman year of college weight and fitting into numbers I thought I would never see again after two kids. It was awesome but you know what else is awesome? I now get to spend the rest of 2013 thinking names, brainstorming nurseries and imagining how sweet and soft those newborn toes will be come April.
It's kind of like getting the best of both worlds. Remember, I always knew I wasn't done yet and we're beyond excited that "M3" will be 22 months apart from Maclane, making them, hopefully, the best of friends, just like Carter and Maclane are.
So friends, please forgive my lack of posting lately. It's really hard to not spill the beans when it takes every ounce of energy to keep your head from hitting the floor and all you can think about is "OH MY GOD I'M PREGNANT WITH BABY NUMBER THREE" all the time. Not to mention that baby #3 made his/her presence known pretty much seconds after peeing on that stick. Curses, you weak, flabby abdominals!
Oh and I guess I should let you all know that we know what it is. Well, mostly. You know how they always tell you it's too early to tell and blah blah blah. Well, we know.Which kind of ruins the grand Pinterest-y plans I had in my head of a final gender reveal, but it's okay. In the mean time, I have so much to catch you up on.
Like how I cried when I found out, how I cried when I told the Husband, how he cried, too, how I have moments every day that I think we're absolutely insane for having a third baby and all that in between.
Know that things are great. Know that we are immensely grateful for this gift of another child. Know that I miss cocktails something fierce but love elastic waistbands.
The rest will come all in due time, my friends. All in due time. I just hope and pray that Mackie doesn't become that weird, awkward middle child. That won't happen, right?
M3, coming April 2014 and we couldn't be more excited.
Images courtesy of my ever-patient other half. Thanks for putting up with my evil glare and constant barrage of orders! You're the best.