Over the weekend, we found out that my sister-in-law's sister-in-law-to-be (my sister-in-law is getting married in less than 2 weeks) is pregnant. And she's only 22 (I think???). That's just totally thrown me.
Anyway, with the pressure mounting with Sam and stuff, hubby and I had a long discussion. We debated, we talked, we looked at pros and cons. We thought about it long and hard. And finally, we came to a decision.
And so, 2 Sundays ago...we made it official.
What's official, I hear you say?
*drum roll please*
K is for Kitt.
Kitt is the new puppy we've adopted from the pet rescue. What does this have to do with getting pregnant? Well, this is the easiest way for us to add to the family without my having to suffer through childbirth. So will put up pictures of Kitt a bit later when we have good ones of our newest addition to the family.
In the meantime, stop talking about me getting pregnant. Coz' then we might think about getting yet another dog and I doubt I'd be able to handle 3.