While on our vacation, Josh and I decided together to start semi-trying for a second baby. We weren't going to keep tracking of my cycle too much, just letting it happen when it was meant to be. I was hoping that it would happen sooner rather than later because I was hoping to have eighteen to twenty-four months or so between Zara and her sibling.

"I'm home!" I called out as I got back from my yearly 'female' exam. Josh comes to the kitchen door, holding a jar of baby food.

"How'd it go?"

I burst into a smile. "I'm pregnant!"

Josh let out a little laugh as he hugged me.

"They had me do the tests a second time, it was barely a positive." I said as I hugged him back. We enjoyed each other's embrace for a moment before I started giggling.

"What?"

"The rate I'm going, we'll have ten kids before I'm thirty! I was hoping soon, but I wasn't expecting immediately."

"Hmm. You do seem to have a knack at it."

I laughed again. "I do, don't I? God, I must be the most fertile woman on the planet."

"Hmm. I think I should call you Myrtle then, Fertile Myrtle."

I slapped him playfully. "Anyways, they think early February. We'll know for sure maybe next month."