I'm pretty stoked. Got my first pair of skates on Monday night. It's an early birthday present from my parents, because I'm going to be joining the women's league hockey on Tuesday Nights here at the Ranch. Don't know how to skate or play hockey, so we'll see how it goes. They're really nice skates -- Bauer Vapor Edge... I absolutely love them, and can't wait to actually get on the ice with them.

I keep having dreams about Kevin Jonas, which keep turning into daydreams. It's a really bad thing, because I'm starting to fall for this guy I don't even know, all because of these stupid games.

Now that I'm no longer sick I was able to hold Andrea and Jamie's baby boy, Logan. He was born 6 weeks premature, but is totally healthy, and was able to come home after two weeks in the hospital. He is the most precious, tiny little bundle of joy ever. I've never actually held a baby before, at least, not one that was under a year old. Apparently I looked like a natural with him. Something hit me though, as I was standing there, holding this beautiful gift from God in my arms. I really, really want kids. I don't know if I want to give birth to my own, because of multiple reasons (some to do with my medical history, some because of other reasons), but I definitely want kids. I want to adopt for sure. At least one newborn, one younger kid, and one teenager.

I suppose if these... instincts and desires, I guess you could call them... are growing in me, then God must be getting me ready for that part of my life. I've noticed this whole idea of getting married and starting a family (looking at the good times, and the bad ones where you just wwant to throttle each other), is starting to really overpower me. To the point I actually get choked up when I think about it, and get this kind of breathless feeling thinking about it. Even now, expressing this, I'm getting a fluttering in my heart about the idea of having a family of my own. And knowing that God always does things for a purpose, I'm believing in Him that He's putting these things in my heart because it's somewhere around the corner and up the road. I just hope it doesn't end up being one of those things where He's preparing me for it ten years before it happens. Because that might actually kill me.