Things were busy and fun over the holidays, with the added bonus that somewhere in there, I got strep and Fletch got strep, an ear infection, pink eye and diarrhea to go along with the cough/cold/general plague he was already working on. Needless to say, things have not been pretty around here. Mr. Fantastic has been a trooper so far but I think he may be starting to succumb to the combined plague of his wife and child.
Fletch and I both saw our doctors yesterday and are on antibiotics, plus Fletch gets eye drops also. Hopefully we’re both on the mend and maybe daddy won’t get as sick as the two of us. You should see the poor kid – he’s a walking disaster and just looks so terrible. He’s not sleeping much, so his eyes are all puffy, plus red and crusty from the infection, and he’s sneezing and covered in snot all the time. Nevertheless, he is still a joy to behold. :)
Despite being plague-ridden, otherwise I’m doing pretty well. Still really tired but that may be due more to the plague than to being pregnant. Been able to eat okay lately, although being sick lost me a few pounds again. JellyBean’s about the size of a lemon now – so hard to believe something that big is in there and I can’t feel it. It should still be at least another couple of weeks at the earliest before I start feeling movement. My pants are definitely uncomfortable now and I’ve gotten out all the maternity clothes to see what I’ve got. Unfortunately, most of the pants I have are for when I’m MUCH bigger. I’m going to have to dig around and see if I’ve got some jeans up a size or two hiding somewhere that might work.
God, there are days – even days like today, with his crusty, puffy, sticky little face – when I look at Fletch and my heart just clenches and swells with pride and love. And then I think, oh boy, I get to have another one of these?! How did we get so lucky? Whether JellyBean is a boy or a girl, it won’t matter because he or she will be ours – that we made! And grew and bore and have the opportunity to teach and love every day.