Preggers Again

Well, the people who told us we're virile/fertile were apparently right. After weeks of refusing to take a test because she didn't want to be disappointed, my wife took one and, voila, two little red stripes.

And so it begins. Again.

She wondered why I had no apparent reaction. It wasn't stoicism, but it was kind of like the first time -- it takes a while for the idea to set in. I just went about my business. But of course I'm glad. And she feels great, though also a little intimidated I think. I'm really proud of how she's handling the news so far.

For the record, there weren't the signs there were last time. But her lack of a period, except the one she had a month after the procedure (late Nov.), were a sign.

We weren't "trying," since she didn't even know if/when she was ovulating.

We know nothing yet -- how long she's been pregnant, nothing.

And we hope this one will take, obviously. That it'll be viable. That the third image on the slot machine will make it a jackpot (to get this metaphor, search the previous posts below for "slot").

Let's see where this goes...