One's missing!

It goes like this....surprise!

Note to self: When moving, you can easily get distracted from keeping track of certain things.

So, yes. We are expecting number four. Number four. It's taken me quite a while to process it. I have also been hit hard with pregnancy.

Sick, tired, sick, tired, puke, gag, puke, gag....

Praying that the worst part ends quickly because those three need their Momma!

Oh, and according to Google, it puts #4 and Honey exactly two years a part. Four under six. Wowzers. It can be done, right?