I’m super sick tonight and so I won’t let myself get rant-y and/or panicky about how done I feel at barely 36 weeks (adjusted! I’m really only 34.5 weeks!). I’ll probably end up writing about it later this week, about how every day my anxiety about something going wrong actually INCREASES and how these last weeks are going to be really, really hard. But not today. Today I won’t even mention it. 😉
But I will mention this cold because sweet baby bejesus it is AWFUL. My throat is on fire, my ears are aching, my sinuses feel like they’ve been laid in concrete. I feel 100 shades of awful right now. And I can’t take a damn thing, even my Throat Coat tea admonishes me to talk to my doctor before I take it. Throat spray and lozenges specifically say not to use them in my current state. And of course I can’t take anything orally. Ugh. I just want to get past these first agonizing days and into the part where I just feel generally shitty and not like I’m going to die at any moment.
In other happy news, my daughter’s complete inability to accept that I wasn’t feeling well or give me even ten minutes to rest without throwing a huge fit this evening suggests that the first days and weeks after baby boy get here will be a complete and utter shit show.
Oh, and my partner semi-lost his shit because he was so tired and had to make dinner (frozen pizza and ravioli) so yeah, I am utterly fucked.
But you know what? Bring. It. On. Because I seriously don’t have much more of being the pregnant lady in me.
I just hope I can get a few hours of sleep tonight because I have a long day at work tomorrow and I absolutely cannot take a day. Fuck you cold! You suck!!!!!