I’ve been nesting, you could say. (More on that later).

So I’m cleaning out even those drawers that you never touch until moving day when you’re packing up for the next house.

In one of those drawers I found a stash of Clearblue Easy pregnancy tests. On a whim, I decided to pee on one.

Why? I don’t know why.

Scientifically, it would be impossible for a positive result. Unless my name was Mary - which it isn’t. And I’ve given birth twice, so that would leave the other part out.

But what do you know?

Two little lines showed up.

Positive. Pregnant. Preggers. Prego.

Number three in less than that many years.

The kids were quietly watching tv in the other room, oblivious to my impending meltdown. Thank goodness. I nearly lost my entire breakfast. My heart was pounding; I couldn’t see; I couldn’t breathe. I sat down on the toilet to collect myself before I realized that the test had been expired for two years.

Apparently, I am not ready for another just yet. Even though the thought of three little pairs of squishy cheeks for me to chew on sounds so achingly appetizing when I look at my two little ones.

Guess this means that the 10 pounds I’ve gained on my quest over the past six weeks to lose 20 (now 30) pounds on Weight Watchers is just a food baby.

I’ve never been so happy to be fat in my life.

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