nine is fine.

Yesterday afternoon I told my husband he had to hurry up and go look in the bathroom. With a concerned look on his face, he went in and then returned a few moments later.
In his hand, he held the reason I had sent him in there...
He smiled and announced to all the kids, "Hey everyone, Mommy and Daddy have some really great news!"
All the kids turned from what they were doing, "What is it?"
They thought we were going to have ice cream for lunch-- or something like that.
"Mommy's gonna have another baby!" he shouted. They all cheered.
"What's it gonna be, a boy or a girl?" Most said they wanted a girl. "I guess we'll see," he said.
Unseen to the kids, he held a positive pregnancy test.
Now I've taken quite a few pregnancy tests in my day (I've already taken two this past month) , but this one nearly jumped off the tester.
I didn't think it would happen-- obviously I knew it could, but for some reason, I thought I was done. God knew.