So I'm 45. DS 9, DD 6. DH and I found out on Christmas Day that I am pregnant, due late June. I am totally crapping myself now, DH is like a dog with two tails and I will admit that I am excited but after 2 years of trying for DC 3 we kind of gave up 3 years ago and accepted it wouldn't happen and now I am quite shocked. I am really happy, I think. I guess I'm just worred about how this will affect all of us really. So there you go.