the miracle of life...

i don't know if i've ever been this happy about waking up after so little sleep.

yesterday i was surprised to find that someone from work was called in an hour early (by the boss) to allow me to get to the hospital to see my brand new nephew, brody, for a decent amount of time. this was such a nice thing to do and i was really happy when i got to spend 2 hours with nicki and brody instead of half an hour, which is what i was supposed to do.

i always say that there's no way a newborn baby can look "beautiful" as everyone says. they're ugly. they're squished and purple and have had their bodies forced through a hole far too small for such purposes (ew i'm going to stop thinking about that now), but i think that because brody has the advantage of being taken out by c-section, he ACTUALLY looks beautiful. well, really he looks exactly like jayden did, which still makes him beautiful. i've never held a baby that was less than a day old before, and even when nicki asked me if my arm was getting sore (it was practically shaking) and if i wanted to take a break i was like "no! MY baby!"...hehe. he's so great.

then on the way home two people called me. one was my brother asking for some feedback on a video he's editing for the youth rally. the other was from a lady who asked me to house sit starting the middle of may. w00t.

so i spent an hour and a bit fooling around with background music in the mohawk editing suites(well, watching him do it) and laughing with my bro. but mostly texting kerry. we made a plan to take a brain break (for her, from her paper) at 11 at night. ALWAYS a good time. though this is a habit that may or may not be hazardous to our health, i think it should be a regular activity to randomly hang out at almost midnight, chatting and laughing and watching silly youtube videos. instead of writing paper. or sleeping. ha.

i got home at 1:30 and didn't fall asleep until 2:30ish. i woke up at 9 wanting to die, but i'm just...happy. i hope the day stays this way, as fridays tend to get a little whacko at the store.

anyway...my pants should be about dry now and if i don't leave i'll be late again. for the 3rd time this week. and i have to pick up coffee too. ugh.