My sister was here with her baby for about a day. Yesterday when I came home from work, they were standing on the porch and the baby was very excited to see me come home, even before I pulled into the driveway. She slobbered all over everything, spilled her little puffy things all over the carpet, put a Hershey's kiss into her mouth whole...and still wrapped (oops)...and I couldn't work without her being in the middle of it. Still, I didn't care at all, because it was so nice to have someone to come home to. Before bed, they both gave me a hug and this morning I had someone to talk to while I was getting ready for work.

I don't think my desire to have a family has ever been as solid as it is right now.