I dreamt about my brother the other day, I think it was yesterday during my nap on the couch. In the dream he had some sort of diorama with pointed ice cream cones pointed outward. He let me have bites of some of the ice cream cones which had some sort of sweet sauce or melted ice cream on them. Weird, at least the ice cream part was weird. I miss my brother a lot, sometimes more than others, like now. I miss talking to him. I'm sad he won't be here for N's blessing. I'm sad he wasn't able to see N after she was born. I'll probably cry when he comes back next year. We both will have changed so much. J and I may even have another kid by then. Even though I miss him, I of course know he's doing what he's supposed to be doing. How awesome to be doing what he's doing.
So I should probably rename this blog to Becky's public journal. I don't care about who's reading. I don't plan on telling anyone about the blog. It's just nice to have some sort of outlet. This blog is really just for myself. Eventually I'll post stuff about our family with pictures since they are my life, but I can't upload pictures until my laptop is usable again. So for now, this is my journal I hope to look back on and see what was going on and what I was thinking.

N is so beautiful. I love how she will sleep with her arms directly up like she's reaching for something. She will even nurse in that position which cracks me up. I love a lot of things about her.