7 hour stretch

June 27, 2010
You'd think with a seven hour stretch of sleep last night (thank you Cole... minus the slight panic attack I had thinking you had stopped breathing because it had been so long and for making my boobs feel like they were on fire and ready to explode) that I wouldn't fall asleep on the couch not more than 15 minutes after getting home from church. But I guess I'm more tired than I realize because anytime I try to burp Cole I end up falling asleep. While napping with my babies is one of the most precious memories I have as a mom, it's not such a lovely sight now that I can see it from everyone else's vantage point. I mean, what's with my mouth? I'm just glad there isn't any visible drool.