...Prepare yourself for brand new levels of whimpering.
I'm sick. I have been for several days. My first fever in years meant that Saturday through Monday were spent horizontal. It is not the "most wonderful time of the year" in my house.
Being sick is crummy for anyone, but it's an unreasonable condition for the pregnant woman. In defense of my adorable little one and her developing brain stem, I am not taking cold medicine. This wouldn't be so bad, if I weren't the worst patient on the planet. Newborn babes have better coping skills than I do when I'm not in control of my time and energy.
I know only one thing for sure: there is no way to gracefully blow one's nose in public. My eyes are watering and my head is full, so I have no choice but to be one of those women who stuffs kleenex in her sweater cuff.
And worse - I occasionally have no choice but to use said kleenex in front of others. (I can just hear my mother gasping, "Such is not appropriate wasp behaviour!")
Oh well, add public nose blowing to the list of ways my social graces have slipped in the past 5 months.
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Hope you're feeling better Tammy. Get that hubby of yours to fix you up =)
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