Just when you think....

......she'll NEVER sleep, she finally does. I knew she couldn't stay up forever, but three hours is a LONG time, when she's half eating, half spitting up and totally not letting me put her down!

.....that you've heard it all, you hear a remake of your FAVORITE Cure song. By someone who was 2 in 1987 and Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me was on permenant play in my pink boom box. And while you start to like the remake a little bit, you realize that she's changed some lyrics and omitted others, and well, that you are in fact a cranky old purist.

.....your're not sure exactly how it will all work out, you go back to your old reliable part time job. And people are happy to see you, go goo-ga-ga over your baby and suddenly you realize the perfect situation--working for 4 hours every Saturday morning. And they give you the pay bump-up you would have been entitled to had you not taken a mental health break this summer anyway.

There you have it--enough insight to today for me.