Curse you, RLS. K woke up in the middle of the night, I felt bad that I let Mike get up with her, so I got up too, knowing that I may not get back to sleep for hours. And that's exactly what happened. I'm wide awake at 4 am.
It's funny how it's only really been about 12 weeks of pregnancy and I already can't remember what it's like to not be pregnant. I do, however, remember what it's like to be sleep deprived for the first 5 weeks of K's life and I don't know if I prefer that or not. Eh, probably not. This sleep deprivation is bad enough.
K learned to say "book" yesterday and she loves sitting on the toilet and asking me for a book. She puts her hands out and up, like she's wanting me to put something in her hands, and says "booo..." with a very soft "k" sound. Adorable.
Being a mom is the best.