Last night, I thought I might be pregnant. I hadn’t had my period in a month, and I was 10 days late. So, on my way home from a meeting I covered, I stopped by the drug store to grab a pregnancy test. I was sure I wasn’t, even though I was off my birth control, but I couldn’t help by think, what if? It would have been so coincidental to find out I was pregnant with No. 2 the day before Joe’s birthday since we had found out we were pregnant with Lucy the day before my birthday....