“Hey so I’m pregnant again and know you guys said you were done but do you want to take this baby?” Simultaneously my heart grew larger and my mind registered a truth; Larry will say no. I’m having another child. This baby will be mine. I know that. In an instant I am a mom of 4. It’s probably the same feeling a biological mother, hoping to be pregnant, feels when the test shows two lines. The energy suddenly surging through my body is contained in my drawn legs and clasped hands, open just far enough to hold the screen of the phone I’m reading.