It's now 1:44am on Tuesday and for the third night in a row, I can't sleep. No matter what position I'm in, it's uncomfortable. I think I may have to try to sleep standing up. My belly looks more like a hexagon now with Kaleb's feet, knees, butt and the occasional strong arm completely visable through my clothes. We were at dinner the other night with some of Alf's co-workers and their wives and a girl near me mentioned she had been watching him move most of the night. I am starting to think at some point, he may just poke a hand out and wave hello.
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