Now this is what having a family is all about. (8w5d)

Kids are amazing. Unequivocally astute and full of absolute wonder. Not a day goes by that our three don't simply amaze me. And touch me at the bottom of my soul.

They are very into this pregnancy. So curious. So precious. And I am so excited to share this with them. It's so different than last time whereas Hayes had barely any idea of what was going on. Toward the end, of course, he understood there were two babies inside Mommy's belly (it took us a long time to get him to understand that not every pregnant woman was having twins; to him they arrived in pairs). But he was 22-months when they were born. Still just a baby himself.

But now that they are almost 6 and 4, this is just a different ballgame. They ask me every single day how big the baby is now and are curious as to what s/he is doing. Mary Beth is convinced we are having a girl and she just lights up when she talks about her little sister.

Two nights ago we had what ended up being a pretty hard-core Q&A session regarding the baby. Sam wanted to know when the baby was going to be three. I laughed and explained that the baby had to be born first and (once again) that would be around the time that they start school in the fall at Fatima.

Then he wanted to know how the baby was going to get out of my belly. Hayes started to explain to him that they were going to cut a hole in the bottom of my belly and take the baby out (we'd discussed all three of their births before). I interjected to talk about how this time we were going to try and get the baby out the "regular way", by pushing it out. As soon as I said it I realized I'd opened up a can of worms.

Hayes got this inquisitive look upon his face, thought for a second, and then just went ahead and asked where would I be pushing it out of. And before I could say anything, Sam replied, "Hayes! Out of her mouth!" I couldn't stop laughing because it was so adorable. He then went on to tell me that he wished he could push it out for me. That Sam. So full of love.

Obviously we ended up having the vagina talk and surprisingly all three did very well with it and haven't mentioned it to me again. I was relieved when the phone rang, though, just as Sam got "how did the baby get in there?" out of his mouth. I'm not ready to tackle that one just yet.