Mom and Dad and Steve and I were finally in the same room together. Before we said anything newsworthy, Mom made the comment that sitting in their formal living room like that reminded her of when Steve came to ask for their permission to marry me. Then we got talking about Mother's Day and I couldn't stand it any longer. "Speaking of Mother's Day... we're pregnant!"
My parents were both brought to tears at the news of another grandchild. Then Dad talked dad-stuff to Steve while Mom and I talked about what to look for in a diaper bag and which baby furniture is best. She has been getting her baby fix by volunteering in the church nursery and is full of great information (and grandmotherly love).
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