In english, that means I'm jealous. Tonight Jake was looking at our blob's web stats and came across an unfamiliar blog URL. He clicked on it and asked if I knew them. "I know her from high school" I started looking at the page and before I knew it, I was finding a million blogs of people I know from like, 10 years ago. It was pretty weird to see how they are doing. And great to see how happy everyone is. Anyway, I'm jeal because most of them have babies. Healthy babies. A little unfair, right? Not unfair like, they should have sick kids in the PICU too....but unfair like, Pipsey should be able to see fire works and meet her cousins like they can. I dont know...Maybe I sound ungrateful. I'm not. I know how blessed I am that Piper is here and that such a pure vessel of holy goodness (such as herself) came to the likes of Jake and wild little me. But, sometimes I want to be like.......OK, OK, I get it. Lesson learned. I'll be good now. We aren't going to take things for granted or be worldly......So, can Piper come home now? Um, Please? No? Still no.

I'll just wait longer.