Last Christmas Eve my husband and I had one of the most profound conversations of our then decade-long relationship. Conducted entirely in whispers (we were staying at his mother's and Opie was sleeping just inches away in a travel crib), our talk touched on the experiences we valued from our childhoods, what we wanted for our own kids, and so much more. At one point, Jeff said he was sad that Jo and Opie are not growing up with lots of cousins around. They only have a few, and see them only once or twice a year.
Without even thinking about it--certainly without thinking he would ever take me seriously--I said, "We could have another baby."
I was astonished when he said, "Yes, we could." And for the first time ever, he really meant it.
And that's how it came to be that the best present of Christmas 2007 will, if all goes well, be delivered sometime in June, 2009.