Dear God,

Bumpa & Shawn
Originally uploaded by Jaimemjfan.

You and I did not seem to agree that this was his time to go. But since you have more say than I, I just ask that you take good care of him while he's there. Life here on earth isn't the same without him so if it's not too much to ask, please make sure you send him back if you get bored with him. Sincerely, Jaime on earth

So I'm slowly easing out from under my black cloud. As if losing Bumpa wasn't bad enough - just throw in 12 days of the black plague and you've got my life. To say I've got a cold is like saying the hurricane was rain. My OB prescribed me some narcotics a week ago today and they haven't dented my misery. Symptoms? You name it - I've got it. So basically Jaime's house of hormones has been full of nothing good lately. To top it off, tomorrow is Manny's (overnight) butchering - and I am stuck taking him. Oh yes, it's basketball season - which means that I'm once again a widow to a man spending his evenings on a basketball court and his nights having slumber parties. It's just so much more convenient to the basketball schedule to stay overnight. *everynight*

On the baby front, the nursery is done - the clothes are washed - the bottles are sterilized (etc, etc) and we are ready for Rylee! She could come home tomorrow and we'd be completely prepared (Providing she is, in fact, a she). It was hours and hours of work to get everything ready. And I had a good head start since her nursery's been done since I was 14. Now all we have to do is wait. 62 days, 10 hours, 27 minutes and 32 seconds to be exact.