BABY WEEK

I think this past week was baby week. I can count at least four "rainbow" babies that were born last week. If I got back a month or so, there are tons that were born. I am happy for every single person who got to bring home a baby. That goes without saying. But after while, I just got... I don't know... sick of hearing about it, I guess. I was tired of congratulating. Tired of well-wishing. It was the same thing over and over. They have what I want. Even though I am truely happy for them, I'm tired of sharing in everyone else's joy. I know that's not very "Christmas-y" of me. But I'm just being honest. I don't even have anything to write these days. I am becoming a Grinch.