My quiver is full

I took a pregnancy test tonight. I didn’t really think I could be pregnant, but what else was I to think when my cycle was late and I felt nauseous? As a young girl playing house I often wondered how many children I would have, but as I got closer to actually becoming a real mother I tried not to “jinx” myself by creating precise plans of how many, which sex, and what order. A Brady Bunch style family seemed nice, but even Supermom Mrs. Brady didn’t give birth to all those children. (And she had Alice! I’ve always wanted an Alice. Maybe that’s why Mrs. Brady was always smiling . . .) Yes, even the tidy world of the Brady Brunch included the unexpected inheritance of additional children through re-marriage–nothing could be perfectly planned to a tee.
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