I just got home from a 3 hour birthday dinner at a restaurant. 35 weeks pregnant with a 2 year old that only wants to sit on my lap because he is exhausted! And my baby has their knees in my ribs. I wanted to leave about 30 minutes in. Then throw in the other half of the family that sits at the very end of the table and talks crap about type birthday girl, who happens to be their mom and grandmother who is turning 82. But they won't talk to us even if we try.

Man that was a long dinner. So happy to be home. It may be early still, but this girl is going to lay down!!!