Poor Bob

Meet Bob - at one point, Bob was the only name that Caleb knew how to say, so we named this green monkey Bob. I just felt kind of sorry about the way he got wedged into the crib rails during Caleb's nap.

I've slept pretty decently the last two nights. Still I can't imagine I'm the only pregnant woman who's ever fantasized about cutting a big hole in the mattress, so she could sleep on her tummy or been jealous of the astronauts sleeping in zero gravity at the International Space Station! But at least, I don't have to sleep like Bob.