Do Republicans really want to redefine rape?

Because it's *political* and all things *political* make me want to vomit (because we're all humans and we're all connected and we all want the same things but we're so infantile that we insist on staying divided..i decided that's why), I only read the first 2 sentences of the thing about it. That date rape and drug induced rape won't "count" anymore.
Anyone want to read up on that and let me know?
I'm pretty sure I've lived this life over and over and over (not sure why)...but I'm pretty positive that before I come back *here* again, I want to visit a universe where things make SENSE.

On to happier things. Like the sweet babies I have here. Have I properly introduced you yet? Allow me...

Miss Adalane
She turned 5 months old yesterday. She is a very studious little girl. She checks everyone out very seriously. When she smiles at you, you feel special because you know that she is smiling at you because she actually WANTS to, she's giving you a gift. She's also as smart as a whip. She wants to hold the spoon when you're feeding her. She rolls all over the place, and sits up well. She is the most snuggly baby ever- she is The Dream Baby- the one that mommy's dream of. Not that other kids AREN'T, but she is the epitome of "baby"- this beautiful little thing that loves to snuggle. She's a doll-baby. She just SNUGGLES. And when she's tired you have approximately 5 minutes to lay her down or else she says screw it and sleeps wherever she is, in whatever position she's in. I adore her. I also feel like although she is a princess, she isn't one who is going to cry over every little thing. She reminds me of Julia that way- when she cries it will be for a reason, like Caiden poking her in the eye because I was too busy trying to keep their heads from bonking to be able to keep him from exploring her so thoroughly. I am SO in love with her.

Mr. Caiden
Sunshine! This one is all sunshine and smiles. And giggles, oh how he giggles, and screams. He's totally BOY. The second he sees me when he wakes up, smiles, smiles, smiles. He steals everyone because he shoots smiles at them and melts them, then owns them. Mr. Happy Go Lucky, as my dad calls him. He's 6 months old now, and he holds his arms up to be picked up. If I'm busy getting food/bottle/diaper changing/rocking in a corner, and he wants me, he follows me with his eyes whimpering until I make eye contact.....and he stops crying when *I* pick him up. The kids don't work as distractions anymore. When he eats, he waits for the spoon to get to his mouth without trying to touch anything that comes near him. He doesn't roll over yet, but he sits up like a pro, and when he does eventually go backwards or sideways, he just carries on like nothing happened. He is completely adorable, completely boy, and makes me remember why I loved having 3 sons.

There- my babies. ;) They are growing and changing so fast, and I'm SO thankful that I get to be a part of their lives. JUST LIKE when my babies were so little, you forget that they are actually bonding with you while you're running your ass off trying to take care of everyone. I'm reminded when I pick one up and they smile, or stop crying, or Caiden holds out his arms, or Adalane screams when Cullen takes her. They KNOW me! They know I feed them and play with them and bury my face in their necks and blow raspberries there. They know I change their diapers and snuggle them. I know how they like to sleep. I can tell a "feed me" cry from a "pooped just now" cry, or a "f*ck I need to poop!" cry, or a "it hurts to lay down" wail. I can tell a whimper meaning_replug me and I'll sleep for another hour and a "let's play, Auntie!" call.
Oh, I love those babies.
And their parents.