Well, I feel as though I've been neglecting the new little guy who's about to come into our family. It's real, people; my sister is preggy AGAIN. Little Sam is going to be 17 months behind little Ben, and we are going to have SO MUCH FUN. We've already seen his alien baby ultrasound and he looks just like little Bennybaby, and while right now I think there's no one better or cuter or sweeter than Ben, I can't imagine anyone being any better than the both of them. He does flips in Claire's belly all the time, and he already has quite the personality. I CAN'T WAIT FOR HIM TO GET HERE. She's due December 31st, so that should be interesting. And unlike the typical second child, there will be no shortage of photos of him. I would never want him to feel left out. I'm so excited to see his little face and sniff his little neck. I just can't believe we're about to have double the sweetness and cuteness.
On a serious note, my cup runneth over.
While the Existential part of me loves to make meaning in my own life, I realize that my meaning is found in loving other humans. Most of them these days are very small, but have given me the biggest meaning so far. With the arrival of Ben, then Melissy's baby Knox (pictures to come VERY soon. I put that baby in a boot.), the impending arrival of my goddaughter Gwinn, and then Sammycakes, life has never been so good. All of these small creatures are so important, and I feel that I'm exactly where I need to be. I think I probably have many facets to my personality, but my favorite is Aunt Ellen, of whom there is plenty to go around. Aunt Ellen is who I am all the time now, and she is fun and full of energy and a full-time photographer and silly and funny (these little people think I'm funny. They're probably the only ones. But at least some people do, and that's more than enough for me). They sure do make me laugh, and help me be patient, and when I feed them, they feed me. We have a lot of fun, and there's more on the way.
In the meantime, here are some pictures of the only man I need in my life until Sam comes along (this is getting weird for me to say because I have a very special friend named Sam, and it's going to take a little while for me to stop thinking of everything I say about my little Sammy as a double entendre), and then I'll have so much of everything that I won't even know what to do.