Eating your baby is not good. But I'm reading a book right now and one of the reviews on the back says "If I could eat this Novel, I would". When I read that, I just laughed to myself and thought "that's weird" and "why couldn't she eat it?" Then I remembered a dream my friend had just after she had her baby where in the dream, she ate her baby because she loved her so much and didn't know how to show it. I laughed really hard at that...THEN, I was at the hospital and one of Piper's nurses came up to her bedside, grabbed her cheeks and exclaimed "I just want to eat your cheeks". There you go, three different stories about eating things that are not food. Before this, I dont know if I ever heard anyone talk about their strong desire to eat a non-food object just because they really liked it.

I thought about what I would eat. When I notice something I really like, I take a step back to think "would I really eat this belt if I could?" or "I LOVE these earings, should I eat these earings?". To be honest, I totally don't do that, I'm just writing that I do. But the point of these one and a half paragraphs is that Piper Jane has been sooooo cute and sweet lately (even more than ever) that I have cought myself twice saying "I just want to eat you!". How scary for her, right? I promise, I'll have more self control than I did at Cinnabon last night.

So this blob is really about Piper. She has been a new baby. Giggling, smiling, playing and kicking her skinny little legs around like crazy. I haven't seen the giggling yet, but all the nurses (and Jake) have and I'm jealous of all the stories. I have seen some seriously hard core smiles in the last week and it is amazing. She has been trying to smile for 6 months, but has only gotten out some semis. Seriously, I have never seen her happier, which actually make me sadder. Now that she is doing so well and knows there is some enjoyment to life, I am really hankering for her to come home and see what real enjoyment is. I want her to stare and scream at the fish in excitement/fear/awe/interest like little Stella did the other night. I want to show her a tree and a bird at the park and be able to spend my WHOLE day with her. Jake and I are being honest with ourselve that it might not ever happen, but are still hoping for another miracle. We are just trying to be happy with what we have right now, and the huge improvements she has made.

In other Pippy news....She is getting her first tooth! It will probably be a few more weeks, but we are seeing a tooth bud. It's on the bottom, and I'm really curious to see how those will come in with her jaw situation. For her, teething should be a piece of cake compared to everything else. She was so funny last night and was even smiling when I was sticking my finger in her mouth to feel for the tooth bud. She thinks everything is a joke like her mom. Maybe I'll get her an earpiece when I get mine so dad doesn't have two crazies running around NY.