4 o clock in the morning

It's four o clock in the morning and I have done eight loads of laundry, washed three rounds of dishes, baked a pan of brownies and a pot
of macaroni, ironed baby slings, resewn a pillow case, painted my fingernails, changed the sheets on the bed (Paul is sleeping in the nursery), mopped the bathroom floor, taken a shower complete with leg shaving, charged the camcorder for my doctors appt tomorrow, and now I've updated the blog. Is this what people mean by a burst of energy at the end of their pregnancy?

I think I might lay down now...