Last week we all got sick, and I wished I could take medicine. I’m that person that runs to the medicine cabinet at the first sign of a cold. I’m not someone who soldiers through. Because I have some ability to rest I was only really sick for maybe a day and a half with some lingering on still but barely. Even with medicine Sean is still suffering and Wes is just kind of super human when it comes to colds. I’m pretty sure he’s got a cold but hardly anything changes about when he’s not feeling well.
I can feel BA2 a whole lot more lately. Which is exciting and comforting. I finally pulled out the belly band and pretty much only wear maternity shirts now. I’m getting more and more excited each day, which is nice.