I have been sick this week, really since the Arkansas Alabama game. It started like I was losing my voice. I thought I just screamed too much at the game. Then it got worse and worse. I went to the doctor today, just to check on the hacking cough that is keeping my poor husband and I up at night. My doctor think it is my asthma acting up. This is good news and bad news. Good news, is that it isn’t worse like pneumonia, like my husband was thinking. Bad news, not a lot I can do about it. I cannot take prescription cough medicine and my inhaler needs to be taken only when absolutely necessary. Studies are in conclusion about effects of inhaled steroids on a fetus. One of the many joys of pregnancy is the restriction of medicines.
On a happy positive note. We got my new Jeep on Friday and I have been having tons of fun with all the new buttons. It has a ton of buttons. I am one who does not like to read manuals, but to just push and see what happens. Buttons, Buttons, everywhere. Don’t worry I only play with them while sitting in the garage, not driving 70mph down the interstate. This sweet boy has been extra mean this week. I think he is learning to act like a boy…Rough. Kicking is our new favorite thing when we don’t get our way. But from time to time I still catch him in a sweet moment or two. Like reading to himself, while eating cheerios. And I love these moments. Snuggling with me. He knows when Mommy doesn’t feel 100%. I have decided Mason is like a Sour Patch Commercial. He hit Michael the other day and immediately hugged him and said I so sorry. He knows hitting is wrong, and he thinks sorry fixes everything he does wrong. The worst part is that it is hard not to smile at the hug and sorry. He is a big mess, but I am loving every single minute. Hopefully we can tame this new wild side, prior to baby #2 coming around.
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