a little Sunday blurb

I called it. Earlier in the week I said I was just waiting on G to get sick after we were surrounded by hacking children last Saturday. 

Well, on Friday he got a low-grade fever. (and we survived horrible weather by hiding in a closet with all the dogs...not kidding)

Yesterday? Still a lowish fever, coughing nonstop, drippy nose...BUT, wanting to play.

Then last night it all went downhill. G felt terrible and barely slept & has been miserable all day. I thought he was getting a little better this afternoon & then his fever spiked to the highest it's been. My mama heart is sad. I wish I could be sick for him.

Today I am 18 weeks pregnant. I forgot until I looked at my phone this morning. For some reason 18 weeks seems like a big deal. All of a sudden I am almost halfway there! Ben was talking about something this week and referred to us having 2 kids...shut the front door. I mean, I know that in late July I will have 2 kids but I have never verbalized that. 2 KIDS. That seems real.

No bump update today, you can thank me later. After a terrible night of sleep & no makeup, trust me, you don't want to see me today. 

Here's to hoping that my little boy feels 10 times better tomorrow! ...and that I get out of my yoga pants for the first time all weekend:)