I know why they tell you to . . .

KEEP YOUR LEGS CROSSED!

It's not because your mother was overly worried about your maidenhood (though I'm sure that played a role in it to varying degrees). . . it was because your momma KNEW what the last months of pregnancy felt like and she didn't want you, her precious child, to feel that torture!

Yes, I am being overly dramatic but seriously, I'm going on so little sleep I can't even think straight this afternoon and every time I stand up it feels like I've just spent days riding a horse or somethin' because my pelvis hurts. I'm worn out so I'm being quiet which, of course, draws everyone's attention because they are SO not used to my being quiet. Then I have to explain to people that I'm really fine, just tired. At which point, they start in telling me how they are tired too because they only got like 6 hours of sleep the previous night. This is the point where I just want to strangle someone. Oh really? You only got six whole hours of uninterrupted sleep before you were rudely awakened to morning? You poor thing. NO! You lucky, lucky person who doesn't have to get up and pee 21 times at night, go back to bed, re-adjust, find a comfortable spot and fall back to sleep only to awaken to nature's call again about 45 minutes later. But please, let me get out my tiny violin and play "My Heart Bleeds for You." Maybe it will help lull your non-fat/pregnant/sluggish/unattractive body to sleep. Sweet dreams!

(I plan to try sleeping in the recliner today so as to alleviate any issues with crankiness tomorrow. We'll see what happens and if we can return to our regularly scheduled ray of sunshine blogging.)