I am twenty-two weeks pregnant with fourth child (yes, this is the last one). My husband and I have a daughter age eleven, a son age nine, and a two year old little girl. Our two year old is fascinated with my ever growing belly and I have tried to explain to her that there is a baby inside and so on. So last night she was sitting on my lap and resting her head on baby and she sat up and said, “Mommy, more juice please.” I handed her the sipper cup and she drank some and then proceeded to give some juice to baby. This incident left me in tears because I really am blessed with healthy, happy children (so next time, Julianna starts to drive me crazy, I will remember this moment).