Tomorrow is the 15th... as in my due date. You know, it's no fun being late with every pregnancy. I really had hoped that this time I would go early. It would have been fun to be surprised. But no... my kids just want to stay in there. And I don't blame them. It must be nice to be all snug and warm and sleepy.
We are all sick now. Jenna included. I'm going to be really bummed if the kids can't come see Alex in the hospital, I didn't have Jenna visit when Marah was born because she had major hospital anxiety so I didn't think she'd be able to handle seeing any IVs or whatever. But now they are both fine with that sort of thing and so I really want to have that moment in the hospital, if they're sick it won't be happening.
I'm pretty sure that Eric has bronchitis. His coughing fits remind me of when I had it. They are so bad. It's just miserable to listen to. I feel terrible for him. Last night I finally decided that was probably what he has (yes, I am almost as good as having a doctor around LOL) and had him try using my inhaler. I don't know if it's a coincidence or what but he slept very well last night with pretty much no coughing. So I'm hoping the inhaler will really be helpful. I did look it up and found info about inhalers helping with acute bronchitis. So this may be just what he needed.
Anyway, I really don't want to go into labor until my head cold clears up a bit. So at this point I guess it's good that he's taking his time. I wouldn't want him coming home to all these germs either, so I'm glad that we're getting all this sick stuff over with before he comes home.
Okay, I'm tired. I'm gonna have a little nap :)