I'm going nuts staring at my phone. Jeremy (my little brother who I used to play barbies and horses with)is at the hospital about to see his baby be born. He's been texting me as Kaitlin has progressed. 4cm, then 7cm, now some other number that I don't understand. He knows more about babies and the birthin' process than I do. In this moment I've never been more homesick. I never thought I'd miss my little brother's wedding and the birth of his baby girl.