Here's a little snapshot of my mental state....

I put Kid #1 to bed last night, called my brother, and started thinking about dinner. I wasn't very hungry, but figured this was due to my cramps. I cooked a 1-handed dinner, which was almost ready when Spoose emerged from the twin bedtime vigil. Spoose saw I was on the phone and went off to do something.

Spoose didn't come back for a long time, and I was still on the phone. I motioned to start eating. This is when Spoose looked at me like I was an insane person and reminded me that we had ALREADY HAD DINNER. We had eaten fast food with the kids when I got home. Doh!