It's Saturday midday and Jordan and I were chatting about Drew on the way to the dump (we decided to take dating to a whole new level) and about how odd it is that you can go from one emotion to another so quickly.  We were at small group last night, talking afterwards about the wonderful messes that babies make and I think we both checked out of the conversation at some point remembering the messes Drew made.  We were both transported back to the last couple days at the hospital and the messes we didn't mind cleaning up.  We were laughing one moment and then suddenly transported to a different world.  I am glad Drew comes into my thoughts often, but it often takes me by surprise and at the strangest times.  I can go for quite a while without thinking of him with any emotion, but then the emotion hits and I remember what it was like to hold him, to love him, and to be with him.  It's good I guess that the moments balance themselves out!  I only have so much fluid to spare in my body!

We love you all.