Geez, has it only been a week since we left? Feels like a month, at least. I don't ever remember being this tired in my entire life. (Wait, I take it back; the 72 hours after Luke was born was worse, but not by much.) All things considered, everything went very well, and it was great to see everyone, despite the circumstances. But I am eternally grateful to be back home, and beyond ready to sleep in my own bed. Special thanks to my parents for hosting us for the week (happy birthday Daddy), and to my friend Ginny for being our emergency cat sitter.
Currently feeling: exhausted