On a brighter note, I woke up at 7:30am totally ready to start my day. For those of you that know me, know that this is NOT normal -- I'm usually a zombie in the morning regardless of how much sleep I get! When I got up, I made Oba get up to take a bathroom break since he typically likes to wake me up at that time anyways for such things, but he could barely move. He went straight back to his bed in the bedroom and crashed afterwards. It's usually the other way around at that time of day. After about 20 minutes, he realized that I wasn't going to join him, so he slowly -- eyes half open -- walked to his living room blanket, grumbled, and laid down. I guess he didn't want to be alone, ha.
Here's to peaceful sleep...hopefully we'll all have one tonight! Oh, and here's to making it to 17 weeks!!! Grow, Samuel, Grow -- and keep that strong heartbeat!!!