At my last OB appointment after I had the twins, my doctor said to me, "and remember, little accidents make little people."
And I had a smug little belly laugh over that because really, if anyone is going to get pregnant without stone cold science? Well, it isn't me, silly doctor!
I prefer the word "surprise" over "accident." There is about to be a New Knepper, around June 5.
Please see the following FAQ:
Whaaaa????: I know, right?!
Did you do fertility treatments? Are you fucking crazy? I barely have time to bathe and pluck my chin whisker.
Did you do this on purpose? Yes. I figured, "eh. Nothing else going on..." and also, all that infertility stuff? I WAS FAKING IT.
(No, I wasn't. There are crazy people out there who fake stuff like that and I swearz I am legit with the infertility and woe, etc.)
Are you excited? Of course we are! Why wouldn't we be excited?
Will you murder anyone who suggests that relaxing made this baby? Murder or at least beat severely. Depends on my mood.
Back in September, I was up sick two nights in a row. My texts with Mark are as follows:
As it turns out, they are very reliable. Meet the Newest Knepper - 12 weeks, 1 day of nonstop nausea. So far looking as perfect as can be. Hopefully Ainsley comes home before this baby...