You made your bed - now lay in it!

Someone once told to me "you should always make your bed cause it sets the tone for the day".
I wish I had heeded that advise today!!!

Last night my tiny 10 week old slept 6 1/2 hours!  Yippy!  I felt like a new woman!
Like a total junky, I was hooked on the feeling of energy, clarity and the momentary lack of my ever present dark circles under my eyes.  So, I got greedy.  When it came time for Quilla's nap, I decided to crawl back into our still unmade bed, nurse her, and snuggle up with her for a little nap myself!  SO eager was I to steal another 20 winks that I didn't realize that this was not "the nap".  This was Quilla's "prelude to a nap".   She nursed and then looked up at me with her hypnotising eyes and started cooing and laughing.  I joined in the game.  Then she started grunting pretty loudly, and we both laughed about it.  I find it absolutely hilarious to see a 13 pound bouncing baby get so serious about the effort put into filling up a diaper.  I am not, however, quite so tickled when the diaper in question has exploded all over my powder blue Egyptian cotton sheets!  It was like someone had emptied the contents of a jar of Grey Poupon  into my bed.  Then, to add insult to injury, as I scooped her up to head for the shower, she barfed  all over me and the silk duvet.

Freshly hosed off, she now sleeps peacefully in her swing where she normally takes her late morning nap.  Meanwhile, I'll be the well-rested Mommy kicking herself by the washing machine.