sunday morning i woke up at 6:30
with an empty stomach and a full bladder.
i walked straight to the fridge,
ate a piece of cold, yet delicious, crazy bread
and drank egg nog straight from the carton.
then, with my bladder nigh unto bursting,
i waddled to the whiz palace
and did my thang.
by the time i got back to bed,
i was too awake from snacking and restrooming
to go back to sleep.
i played pop cat until cory woke up
and forced my half-asleep baby daddy
to scratch my pregnant back.