BABIES! Everywhere!

Well, not literally, everywhere. Definitely here. And good god is it weird. Actually, having a baby in the general vicinity is weird. I haven't had a baby within ten feet of me for more than five minutes since I was about 6. 

Also, on another note, I have recently discovered that when I hold a baby I fall asleep. I held my niece today for ten minutes, and then passed out on the couch for an hour. I suppose to be fair though, I've only had 9 hours of sleep in four days. So, sleep deprivation + baby = Sleepy Woody.

Another thing, baby cribs are bloody impossible to put together. I spent 45 minutes wrestling with one that should have been put together in 10. Those directions tell lies. 

And I'm calling her Spock dammit. She has pointy ears, ergo her permanent nickname is Spock. Alicia angsted at for that, but I think it's fair if she's going to insist on telling Kenna that I'm Aunty Pookie. 

...Babies are so weird. And what's even scarier, is that my Mom is dropping massive hints that she wants more grandkids, and Alicia has made it very clear that she doesn't plan on having anymore in the foreseeable future. Which means...shiiiittttttt. Good thing I'm going to be a doctor and I have an excuse for not having any for at least the next 8 or 9 years.