Happy Mothers Day, kids, Mommy loves you 33% less.

So we told the kids about the baby on Mother's Day. It seemed like a good time to spill the beans--I'm about 12 weeks along, and past most of the real danger, though of course pregnancy is a minefield no matter what you do.

Brian thought it would be cool to hold a real Family Conference, I suppose something he'd had as a child and wanted to be Head Family Conference Caller. So we had a conference, and told the kids! Abby squealed in delight and then implored, "please can I be there for the Apgar test?" Maddy looked at me evenly and asked, "can I have a bagel?"

So slightly different reactions. Maddy did spend the rest of the day coming up to me and whispering in my ear, "I can't wait for the baby to get here!" So maybe she was just really hungry. Who can blame her? With all this nausea, it's a wonder the kids have gotten fed in 12 weeks.