Dearest little bean,
I am, quite literally, both sick and tired. I’ve come down with some sort of cold that’s making my life hell right now. Diminishing my appetite, yet again, and making everything seem foggy. I tossed and turned from 3 am on last night, trying my damnedest to breathe through my nose to no avail. Thus, I’m sleepy.
I’m not supposed to take medication if I can help it. But after getting up this morning, feeling like some giant beast of a creature had chewed me up and spit me out, I headed to Walgreens determined to find something from my list of “ok’d” meds that I could take. I had a conversation with the pharmacist who suggested something and I went on my merry way.
It did help, not completely, but it’s an improvement. I hope you don’t hate orange juice someday, because that and clementines are a major source of nutrients for me right now. Trying to get in big doses of vitamin c to keep this beast at bay! Keep your tiny fingers crossed.
Valentine’s day is coming up and I love Valentine’s day! Your nana sent a box to us with your first lullabies…a collection sung by Jewel, and we’re so excited about it! She also sent me a gift card to Macy’s so I can get some maternity clothes I found. Or as your dad put it, fat pants. He’s pretty much correct.
I spent the weekend laying around, attempting to get rest so this cold would never come, but it didn’t work. I did, however, get hooked on the The Walking Dead, thanks to your dad. Hope you’re not having little zombie nightmares in there!
Mama will keep at it with this cold, it’s not fun for either of us, I’m sure.