So all morning long we have been dealing with the green snotty sneezes from hell and the coughing and the general lamenting about how utterly sick he is. In fact, while typing this he just came out and turned his face up at me so I could see inside his nose and proceeded to inform me that he had "boogies" and needed me to deal with them. I got the old diaper rag out and made him blow and off he went back into his little cave of a room to finish watching Bolt (which for some reason is his newest obsession).
And me? The person who is due to give birth by surgery of course? I have the sore throat and my nose is starting to snot up. Which means that this cold should probably be hitting me full force right around the time that my doctors say that it is time to head to hospital to try and birth this baby. Because, OF COURSE!!
On a happier note (since I seem to be incapable of posting pleasant things these days, and I sincerely apologize for that...) my contractions seem to be responding well to the medication so while they are still here and are adding to the uncomfortable-ness that is my pregnancy overall, it doesn't seem that they are going to send me to the hospital for it anytime soon. I think I might just very well be pregnant forever. And on that note, I wish you all a wonderful Sunday!
1 comment:
Oh no! Not "da bad germs"! I'll be packing my Airborne this week. ;)
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