Sleeping like a baby

So I'm sitting in my la-z-boy recliner (aka "the nursing chair", birthday gift from G&G) with Adrie asleep on my lap. She is sleeping like a baby, which means she is restless, making faces, grunts, wiggling around, occasionally opening her eyes and letting them roll back into her head, and about every 5-10 minutes letting out a noise that wakes herself up and then she really cries. Who ever coined this phrase? If I slept like a baby I would be exhausted and onry. Which she is sometimes, thus I'm experimenting with holding her while she sleeps to see if she'll sleep better and be happier later today.

All of this explains the setting in which I am finally creating a blog. I was thinking about all the darling pictures I have and how rotating them through MySpace just doesn't seem like the best way to share them. So here we go. Nettie has told me for months and months that if I waited until after Adrie was born then it would become an "ode to baby" blog, and although I hate to think of myself as a bandwagon-jumper-onner (how cliche, a blog to show off your baby!) that is likely what it will become. And I don't really mind. I have recently come to the realization that I can't stay 'hip, in & with it' forever. I am just not funny and witty and in style the way I want to be - I guess I have to grow up sometime. There's my confession for the day. It's a little sad because I have hip & hilarious sisters. Hopefully they can forgive me for becoming a boring adult. I think it has to happen sometime.