McComplainy Pants

EEEPPP! I can't believe it's been about a month since I have last written. I am reassuring myself that I am not lazy, and that being sick with the cold that WILL NOT END for two weeks is a perfectly fine excuse for staring blankly at the computer screen while trying to think of something, anything, to write.

My head has been pounding for approximately 24 straight hours now and while I partook in some lovely cold and flu medicine last night (with approval from the OB!) I am trying not to take much of the stuff, since I really want this baby to only have two arms and not three. Speaking of my two armed baby, I am finally moving beyond the stage of fuh-REAKING out about it's arrival and onto the giddy, giddy, happy, happy, oh joy stage of it's gestation. I really am excited that Buddance will be an older brother, and while the change may rock his world for a minute, I have a feeling that he is really going to like having offspring 2.0 in the house.

We are trying to teach Bud where "Momma's baby" is and I think he is actually getting the concept. I know he has no earthly idea what Momma's baby IS, but he will point to my stomach, and last night I actually got him to kiss my belly. *Swoon*.

Now, let me go back to complaining, since I can't seem to stop doing that for more than two seconds. This weekend we are driving up north to visit family and while I am excited to see everyone, I am not excited about the five-ish hour car trip. I just hope I am feeling a wee bit better by that time, because if not, no one else in the car will enjoy the trip either, and it could possibly have a little something to do with the fact that I will be moaning and wallowing in self pity the entire time because I am SICK of being sick.