I'm having a bad case of baby itis.

And I can't sleep, even though I'm exhausted. The dogs are merrily slumbering away. I'm very tired...and instead of sleeping I am reclining here in my bed thinking alternately of sex, the fact that Great Big Sea played at Glastonbury, that I'd really like a Hot Fudge Sundae from McDonald's, and that I really should have made myself work in the backyard today rather than indolently lounging in my bed like some overfed and jewel bedecked pasha.