Okay. It's after 5 in the morning, and I've only slept about 2 1/2 hours. And I haven't had much sleep in the past couple of nights, either, since Audrey and I have both been sick.
I think cold medicine interacts with some of my other meds and makes me hyper, spastic, and a bit manic, unable to sleep. Last night, I was talking to Matt about going out today and buying two new recliners, or two Blackberries, as presents for each other (wedding anniversary). Even though the anniversary isn't until June 30. This from the woman who almost had to physically restrain her husband from giving her the Mother's Day gift he got her, until the actual day.
Sometimes I like surprises, but sometimes I like buying bigger items in advance of a holiday, since I'm not much of a spender and don't normally make big purchases. It takes a lot for me to part with my precious money. I'm a spendthrift, a saver, even more so since I've become a stay-at-home-mom (to which I will now be referring as SAHM, since the other is too long to type).
Anyway, we got married on June 30, which also happens to be Matt's birthday. We didn't plan it that way; it just happened that the date was the only one left that summer, and we really wanted to have it at that specific place. Which is fine, since he'll never forget the date, right? But now, since little Love Bug is here, I also have to spring for a Father's Day gift? Craptastic. Three major holidays in one month.
Which reminds me of what I got for Mother's Day. I know you were all waiting with bated breath (do I have even one reader? besides my husband?)
Matt bought me a digital photo frame, and I was totally surprised. He's usually not so good at keeping secrets, and I normally figure out what my gifts are from the hints he gives me in advance. But not this time. I'm thrilled! I loved taking pictures even before Audrey was born, so now I'm going to go nuts. It even has a remote, so you can select a certain picture to look at from across the room! It rocks.
Matt is awesome, and I don't deserve him. But I think I deserve the frame, right? I mean....20 hours of labor, 2 1/2 hours of pushing, and finally a C-section to give him Daddy's little girl? Yeah, I think so.