This is How my day went:

Very little sleep, leading me to sleep in because Mike is wonderful and lets me.
Got the Flow because my body doesn't understand that a nursing mommy needs all the sustenance she can get and basically is crying "Revolution!"
Used my allowance for lunch because I forgot my ID card at home because I slept in.
Work, which was actually quite good.
Go home.
Cry from cramping.
Eat dinner, which was a lot better than I thought it would be.
Finish take-home test.  I had already done the work, but trying to write it legibly while holding a baby who has learned to grab everything is a bit of a challenge.
Turn on Toy Story 3 because said mini-Mike is enchanted with cartoons and will stop trying to grab my test.
Finally get test done and must rush to the gym to work out for my class.
Exercise is supposed to help cramps.  It didn't.
Plan to stop by Arctic Circle on the way home so I can get chocolate and ice cream and fries.
Totally miss the circle, which makes me cry.
Cramps turn into deathly cramps.
Get home and hubby hugs me
mini-Mike is awake and hungry.  Yay.
Feed mini-Mike. Hubby Mike offers to go get chocolate!  And ice cream!  And the moon, because he is that amazing and would do it if I asked!
Finally, I smile.  And cry.  Because the flow messes with my hormones.

Now for day 2. . .