Marcelus woke up in the middle of the night (common) and came to me, then threw up. Sharrid has had cold like symptoms mixed with the feeling of the flu (he NEVER throws up, his body is too long or something) so I assume this is where Marce got it. Marcelus has been as happy as can be the whole day without throwing up at all again, he did have diahrea (mispelled) today but as far as I'm concerned I'd rather deal with a solid week of that then a day of throwing up, so I'm happy. Hoping I don't catch anything. I tend to not catch when I'm pregnant but I have that huge glucose test on Monday and I really like going to church so so far so good. I'm not too worried. Whatever it is going around has grazed my family. Sharrid feels the worst, poor guy. He has taken off sparatic hours/days to try and get rest and re-coop but he hasn't quite licked it yet.
On a completely different subject I am now 28 weeks along on Monday, and the baby is getting bigger by the day. It is getting harder for me to be mobile, I mean to be natural mobile. I have a hard time getting up off the couch and stuff. And, I don't remember feeling this way with Marcelus but sometimes when Phoenix moves...it doesn't feel so good. I remember with Marce it was always my pleasure to feel him move and flip and kick and whatever else the crazy babies do inside, but sometimes with Phoenix I find myself cringing a bit or making faces and noises like "ooohh" or an uncomfy "mmmm" esp. during a Braxton Hicks of course. That's when I freeze and just want to go to the bathroom immediately!
Saturday, March 8, 2008
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