It's never a baby. Not that we're trying, but there's always a scare when it goes this long. Then we look at the results and go "oh." But not so much in an "OH, whew" sort of way, but a "oh..." sort of way. And I'm always relieved a few hours later, and the next day I realize that it's not the right time at all, and the next time I hear some kid wailing in Wal-mart I decide that I will definitely never have kids.
I kid, of course.