My husband bought the cutest little jean outfit for the Babe today. Seriously, there is nothing sexier in the world than a man who buys baby clothes and then rushes home to show me how cute they are.
I am dealing a little better with the congratulations, etc. as people slowly hear the news at work. It is still slightly annoying, but I am coping better.
I need to do laundry, my house is one big dustbunny, and all I want to do is sleep. I need domestic help - my husband can't do it all.
Now if you want to read about something profound, go see Catherine or Sarah.