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This is usually the point where we wrap up the story, right? Okay, here we go.

Mike and Jessica got pregnant with their first son not long after Edward and I got married in Vegas. True to form, as soon as Jessica got that positive pregnancy test, she immediately texted us to let us know. They decided after MJ was born to relocate to a more family-friendly area and ended up moving to Austin, Texas to expand Jessica's father's company.

Jessica is a full time PTA mom for their three kids, heading up bake sales, classroom duties, and fundraisers for the school. She's still a bit of a free spirit, but she and Mike make some of the brightest and freest kids I've ever met.

Alice and Jasper moved back to Jasper's home state of Washington. That was three years ago, and they just had their first child last year. They went the progressive route and have chosen to raise Taylor genderless until Taylor can decide for themselves. I'm a proud auntie.

Alice works as an interior designer, and while she'll never admit it, I'm pretty sure she's responsible for the whole Cottage Core movement.

Jacob and Vanessa are still going strong. They live together in Queens and have two dogs named Quil and Embry.

Tyler and Lauren are a mystery to me sometimes. Tyler bought into the cannabis scene early on, and now they just travel whenever they want. They own a loft in downtown Los Angeles, but they're rarely home. We see them often, and they are the best aunt and uncle to all the kids, with the best stories and weirdest gifts.

Emmett and Rosalie still live in Virginia where Emmett coaches college football, and Rose teaches art in high school. They knew having children conventionally wasn't in the cards for them, so they became foster parents. They take at risk babies and large groups of siblings. For the last two years, they've been fostering twins, who are about to turn thirteen—Alec and Jane.

"Well, what's the plan then, Rose?" Talking to my best friend was the highlight of my afternoon so far, but I was worried about what was going on with her life.

"Well, we talked to the twins, and they're on board, so we're petitioning for adoption," Rose tells me, but she sounds nervous.

"What are you worried about?"

"What if the court denies the adoption?"

"Look, I don't know what's going to happen, but those kids have thrived with you and Emmett. You guys love them, how could anyone say no?"

"I know, I know. Is everything set for the trip? Are Lauren and Tyler really meeting us there? It doesn't seem like their scene."

"Lauren promised they'd be there, and they linked up in the app, so I wouldn't worry. And we'll get some adult time between Edward's parents and Alice's."

"All right, well, I need to go and finalize some paperwork before we leave. See you soon!"

Instead of yearly trips to Vegas or somewhere else adult friendly, this year, we're going to Walt Disney World with all of the kids. It's a huge undertaking, but it's going to be so worth it.

Edward and I had twin boys almost a year to the day after we were married. My husband failed to mention that there was a latent twin gene on his side of the family, but after the initial shock, we got through it. Steve and Sam were born healthy and happy by Cesarean at thirty-seven weeks. They're five now and run us ragged. But I wouldn't trade it for anything.

Edward always jokes that he finally has his dream: the house with the white picket fence, we moved to New Jersey, and had the two kids.

Our master bathroom has a marble-topped vanity with double sinks and a large soaking tub; Edward made sure of it.

What my darling husband doesn't know is that I've scheduled a special surprise for him at the park. We're doing a magical photoshoot with the boys. That's where I'm going to tell him that he's actually getting the point five kids.

I'm two months pregnant.