who needs sleep?

I came home in a rush yesterday afternoon, there were things to do, presents to wrap, baby showers to attend...I was supposed to wake Seth up as soon as I got home so he could get up for basketball. So like a good wife, I jump on the bed, lay down next to him and wake him sweetly. I know from experience that just because his eyes open doesn't mean he's awake so I stay there, talking to him every couple minutes to make sure he's getting up. I don't know how long I was there, lying on the bed cuddling with him, but the next thing I know it was an hour and a half later. I'm pretty sure I missed that baby shower...and I was so upset about it, I could hardly keep my eyes open. Or maybe that was the fact of not going to bed before 1am just about every night this week. I ended up sleeping until around 8pm, got up, had some dinner, watched some really uninteresting tv, and then went to bed around 10-10:30. And still had trouble getting up this morning. Nights like these really drive home the fact that I'm not 21 and in college anymore...=^(