Taylor and I laid in bed last night watching The Office on hulu.
Funny. Funny. Funny.
I literally rolled around on the bed in laughter.
Taylor and I never hang out on our bed.
I am so exhausted by the end of the day
that I fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow.
So, last night was a bit of a special occasion.
Chilling on the bed at 7:30.
Hey Tay, it was fun!
Did you know Liza was born on our bed?
Right there on Taylor's side where his feet lay.
We have a huge old mirror attached to my dresser and
I watched Liza's birth on that mirror.
Like a mofo.
But, the moment she was born
I felt like me again.
A not pregnant me.
Possibly the best kind of me.
Moral of this story:
I like our bed.