Lori (and whoever else)--I found out on Wednesday, so I didn't hold out on you too long, but my mom reads these boards, so I had to wait until I told her first. We've been trying for about a year, a little more. She was still nursing up until our sept disney trip when she weaned, so that made things more difficult...so last month I thought I was pregnant because I was 9 days late, but no. This month I (PJ might want to stop reading) ovulated 12 days late, so I waited 12 days after when I thought AF should be due, then 3 more days and I was going to test. That morning DH goes "So why is your period so late?" I said "i don't know" and I went downstairs and took the test. I never had a positive test with DD, only a blood test, so I was shocked when the pregnancy line came up before the control line. I had a whole elaborate plan to tell DH. The day before I tested I had ordered a "I'm the big sister" t-shirt that I was going to put on DD and give her a kids meal to give DH at work. I gave DH a kids meal to tell him I was pregnant with DD. Well, after I got the positive test, I tried to keep a straight face so I could wait for my t-shirt to come in the mail, but I'm an awful liar. DH goes "What were you doing downstairs in the bathroom?" So I said, "Why don't you go look for yourself?!" (i'm thinking poop here

) SO he goes down and looks and says "Oh, you took a test...what's it say?" I said, "Its positive." What? And he pulls out the instructions...which I had already done since I couldn't believe how fast the positive line came up. So he hugged me, and tears came to his eyes. That's about it. We told my parents by putting the shirt on DD, and we'll tell his parents that way tomorrow night.