Emma stared at the pregnancy test in her trembling hands, watching the second pink line appear. Three children under three years old. The thought made her dizzy.
"Mama!" Charlotte's voice echoed from the nursery, followed by the crash of something breaking.
Emma shoved the test into her robe pocket and rushed down the hall. Two-year-old Charlotte stood in her crib, tears streaming down her face, surrounded by the pieces of her favorite snow globe.
"It broke, Mama," Charlotte sobbed. "The princess is gone."
"Oh, sweetheart." Emma lifted her daughter, stepping carefully around the glass. "We'll get you a new one."
Eighteen-month-old Frankie chose that moment to wake up, his cries joining Charlotte's. Emma juggled both children, her mind racing. How would she tell Alek about the baby? Th
