You know, there just doesn't seem to be any way to gain fake energy from a beverage without suffering massive heartburn. I would kill for HALF a cup of coffee right now, since sleeping no longer happens, but unfortunately, my insides would dissolve and I would die a painful, burning death without ever getting to find out if BabyKer is going to do the right thing and turn over. So far, he has not. In fact, for the past two days, he's been trying to see just how far up he can get his head to go. You would think my ribs and lungs would act as a road-block, but BabyKer likes a challenge, so we can add "not breathing" to the list of things I'm not going to miss soon. Very soon, I hope.
The baby shower was this past weekend and my aunt and friend Betsy did an amazing job. I was very happy to eat cupcakes and not play silly shower games, and also to get to meet a few people and see some that I do not see enough. I had a great time. Who knew standing around talking could be so exhausting though? WOW. As far as grandma's behavior goes...no comment. Let's just say, if she managed to corner you and share her thoughts on mine and Peyton's intentions (or lack thereof) to get married, then I apologize. I've only heard from two people so far, but you never know. Also, Alex...you do NOT have a boy's name, it is unisex and it fits you perfectly. I need to change the subject before I work myself up.
Coming home to a room full of much needed and very much appreciated baby goodies made it seem a little more real. His room is starting to look like his room, and not just an afterthought room filled with leftover furniture. Hopefully, I'll be painting it this weekend, because if I don't do it then, it's probably not happening. Like - ever.
In the meantime, I have a lunch hour nap to take. Over and out.