Here I sit...again

So just when everything was moving smoothly, baby has decided to give me some problems. Not major, earth-shattering problems. Just the kind you expect from your child. Just not usually until they're about 13. So I've been told to rest, take it easy and push fluids. So it's a good thing we have plenty of toilet paper in the house.

So here I sit. On the couch. For the second night in a row, curled up under my huge quilt. And there is nothing wrong with flipping channels back and forth between CSI and Law & Order. Maybe it means that baby will be a CSI person someday.