I think I've cracked!

Last night when Gary got home he asked, "what's up with the bag of rice?" I told him my plan to bulk up my arms to get used to holding a baby again. As we were talking he said, "you realize that you are swaying that bag of rice!" I didn't even know I was doing it. We both laughed, and he said, "just don't start singing to it or try to rock it to sleep!" Yikes! Maybe, I have lost it!