1. I have a hangover. Not a drinking hangover (though after Stretchy went to bed, I did have a beer or two), but a food hangover. We didn't go out to a Superbowl party or have people over or anything. It was just me and Bob and a whole bunch of terrible for you, fried, frozen appetizers. SO YUMMY. Food-love. However, this morning I feel like a piece of ****. Fun.
2. Baby-Love. Last night was not a good sleeping night. Stretchy was up 3 times instead of her usual one or two. I was tired (and beginning my food hangover). This morning at 6am I did not want to wake up. BUT, Stretchy was SO CUTE this morning, that she totally made up for it. I got a gillion smiles and even a bunch of giggles. And now she is napping. Happy Mom (if only I wasn't food-hungover, it would be a fantastic start to a day).