Happy Birthday to Me

My birthday was today, and Piper's gift to me was sleeping all the way through dinner so that I could actually eat my food. It's only the second hot meal I've had since she was born. Normally sitting down to eat triggers some sort of automatic response in her, and she decides that she is starving right this minute. So I feed her, and return to the table to bolt down my now-cold food before she decides she wants an extra helping of boob.