On Friday evening, November 6th, Juli said, “I want to do something tonight that you might think is crazy.”  I assumed she wanted to go to our favorite Indian restaurant for the second time that week.  Instead, she said, “I want to take a pregnancy test.”  While we were open to pregnancy, both of us agreed that the odds of this being the month were slim to none.  So she went to the bathroom and then we waited five minutes.  Our quiet evening changed rapidly as we both stared at the plus sign on the test.  Both in disbelief, we agreed that she should try a second test.  Its result agreed with the first test result and our evening was no longer a typical night in.

Our adventure in babysitting had begun.