I agree that the third tends to be a surprise. Mine sure was!!!
I was "done". We had a girl (now 8) and a boy (now 5). I had one of each, had gotten rid of all of our baby things-and was very busy performing and teaching-and enjoying my "free weekends" when the children would go stay with a grandma-which they loved-and enjoying my full night's sleep each night.
My pregnany with Saber (found out I was pg for sure on Christmas 2005-but suspected immediately after conception) was horrible timing. No baby items. We were in the process of relocating-DH was already out of town at the new job, and I was staying with the kids and trying to sell the house. BIG mess. DH was only home a couple weekends a month. We were using birth control.
I ended up going through my first trimester alone-except on weekends-because of the relocation. It was horrible. So-we ended up selling a house, buying a new house, changing Jasmine to a new school, MOVING, having to leave the performing company I was with and start teaching in a new city-and then having a baby a month early-and school starting 2 days after I got released from the hospital-with our 5 year old starting kindergarten and having to make that adjustment. What a YEAR.
I will say this-it is a good thing there is hair color, because my grays have doubled this year.