ouchie.

As it turns out, lugging around a seventeen pound kid all day long? It is bad for your back.

It is also bad for your back to spontaneously get up, put on Barenaked Ladies and dance around your living room while singing--or attempting to sing--Two Weeks to your seventeen pound baby. Twice. Even if said baby laughs when you do it.

But... it was exactly the sort of moment that Infertile Me used to wish for, though, so I will retire with my heating pad without further complaint.