I have been sick for a week now, and I say this is getting old.
First I had whatever hellish chest plague the husband had, then I got a cold. I hate colds. And they hate me. I especially hate colds when I have already been having sinus issues from hell that go along with the beauty of pregnancy.
Sometimes when I breathe, it's like my chest is experimenting with Tuvan throat singing.
I should be feeling all glowy and lovely and goddess like, dammit. (I know, I know, but still!)