"What about me," I asked dad, "How did you guys find out you were having me."
"Ah," he said, "That was one of my favorite stories. Your mom and I actually weren't planning on having children. We had Caroline and she was already 10. The doctor told us that your mother had a condition that made pregnancy extremely dangerous. We were always careful but one day the protection fell off."
"I was an accident," I whispered.
"No," dad said, "an accident is falling off a ladder and breaking your leg. An accident is having a car wrap around a pole. There are plenty of things that are accidents. You weren't even CLOSE to being an accident. You were an unplanned gift. Your mother started throwing up in March when she was only days into her pregnancy. She had just finished her visitor 4 days ago so she must have gotten pregnant 4 days previous.
There was something I didn't need to know. My mother's visitor... all science stuff is boring and gross.
"The doctor ordered a blood test. He called a few days later. He spoke to you mom and when she hung up she had tears in her eyes. I thought she was going to tell me that she was dying. Instead she said, "I'm pregnant."
"Were you upset," I asked dad.
"I was thrilled," dad told me, "I loved Caroline and now our family was going to be more full of life. You were a gift and I told your mom how happy I was. She sighed in relief. She was afraid I was going to try to get her to abort. The doctor said it would be a hard pregnancy but that odds were good both you and your mother would be fine. Your mother went into early labor at 6 months along but surprisingly you were already 6 pounds."