...finally getting around to eating a rock-hard English muffin that has been toasted three times throughout the day. And having to eat it cold anyway, because if you toasted it again, you wouldn't be able to bite into it.
...rejoicing at being able to see the veins in your feet again because said appendages are no longer waterlogged.
...trying to nap with your newborn (Child Three) and being joined by Child Two who nurses and falls asleep next to you, only to be pushed aside by Child One who sucks her thumb and holds on to your leg to fall asleep wedged in between you and Child Two. Mommy wakes up feeling like a Mama cat sleeping with a litter of kittens (but she's thankful that Child One and Child Two are finally getting some rest after this weird week).
...deciding between tweezing stray hairs or loading your iPod with some relaxing music in the time between laying down the newborn and whenever it is in the (very near) future that he will wake up. (The iPod won.)
...being ready for a nap before 9:30AM. I'm going back to bed to enjoy my 40 days!