First professional birth.

          First day of moving.

          First time the boys have ever been left with a sitter who was not family or a very close friend.

          First time I have ever cried over how messy something was.

          First time I ever flipped a queen-sized mattress without help.

          This day has had more happen than is fair for one day.  Seriously, I am done.  I can’t move for 2 more freaking days…  I’ll just crawl into my tomb now, thanks.