And Then It Happend.

Writing a blog in retrospect allows for an interesting opportunity for reflection. What moments in your life brought here, to this very second, reading the most profound bit of autobiographical material ever produced? As you know, this moment is a result of countless other moments that met, danced and married to produce your present. It is nearly impossible to narrow the scope, to a single second, that will allow to mourn or celebrate today.

As is such when I look back and think: how did this amazing life as a family of four come to be?

1. Miss Boo was three and some months when she noted the a distinct difference between her and her peers. Each one of her peers had a sibling. Better yet, the majority were the BIG sibling. And what did little miss realize about big siblings? Supreme control of another human life. Her natural assertive nature allowed her to conclude that there was no better way to practice leadership skills than by being a big sister. Thus began her requests...nay demands. For she did not ask IF she could have a baby brother or sister but WHEN. This was moment number one.

2. Several months later, on a way home from a delightful date with my husband, we chattered about how hilarious our daughter had become. I mean, she was single-highhandedly plotting our lives with her grandeur plans of baby brothers and sisters. That is when Hubby said that he too was OK with another little one. WHHAAA WHHHAAA WHHHAAATTTT? News flash: I was the only one not thinking about another baby. This was moment number two.

3. There we sat waiting for the bus to take our over-partied bodies back to the hotel after a fabulous wedding and reception. The four of us reflecting on how lucky we are to have husbands that get along (cue husbands attempting to procure more alcohol); how lucky we are to have forged these friendships almost ten years ago; and how lucky we are that despite ten years, we are still as close as the day we met. It was then, that each one announced her intention to have a baby in the next year. Everyone but me (are you noting a trend here?). My only intention was to somehow find a snack. To me, I already had the world's most perfect child. It was my friends who needed to catch up to me! Right? This was moment number three.

4. It was a couples trip to Vegas in the fall. For me, just a vacation. For my closest friends, one last hurrah before baby-making-business began in full force. We ate and drank like queens. We played penny slots like money grew on trees. And of course, we shopped like Kate Middleton at TopShop (quite literally, we shopped at TopShop with a private stylist). It was then,  as we all huddled in one busy changing room trying on any amazing design we could grab, that she said it. "I don't know why I am buying new clothes...I'm pregnant!" Oh the amazing, overwhelming joy! OK...now I am thinking about babies. This was moment number four.

Time continued and more moments continued to flash by. Like a toy house built of Legos, each moment was a unique brick that secured itself on the next brick until the house is so large it cannot be ignored. That's when you start on the roof, the final piece of the puzzle. 

And then it happened. After devouring the world's best "Hy-Chi" (I love HyVee), that I received this fortune. And there was my roof. The final brick. The final moment. I was ready for another baby, this ever so pleasant surprise.