Oven-Puffed Egg Goodness.
Morning is off to a beautiful start because of the above and one other thing: Last night Elle slept in her basket right next to the bed and I could finally relax.
(Thanks for the suggestion Mom – you may have saved our marriage)
This isn’t a dig at co-sleeping (I have some friends who are avid and successful at it) , It’s just that I was sleeping like doo-doo, all bunched up and worried about smacking the baby with one of my ususal flailing movements during the R.E.M. phase. So anyway it went great – Elle doesn’t know the difference (apparently) and I got deep into my Alpha waves.
And then I woke up and had a frittata. Praise be.