"it" got me

Maybe I was a little too sure of myself...cocky even. Maybe it was inevitable...me and my weak immune system. I don't know but whatever the case, "it" got me. That dang flu I was so sure I would avoid.
Now I'm stuck at home, in the basement, alone (except when my lovely mother graces me with her ever-bidding presence...love her!).
I shall not complain much because I know a few people who were hit harder with "it" than I...but nonetheless, it still sucks. So much so that I was in tears this morning. Maybe that has something to do with the "mom effect". Mom comes down to soothe and feed me medicine, and the faucet turns on...anyone else get that way when you're sick and mom is around? It reminds me of a child who, without mom around, is fine to run and play but as soon as mom or dad shows up, the tears start. Strange phenomenon. I don't know that I would've cried had she not come in, even though the constant coughing at 7:30 in the morning really was wreaking havoc on my weak and achy body. Mom, I'm not so sure that onion is working.
My bedroom is adorned with garlic and onions. Ah, home remedies.
My day-time area is adorned with warm beverages, vitamins, pills and cough syrup. It's oh so glamorous. I'm pretty sure I'm done with it all.


~K~

Here She Is!

I forgot to take the 34 week shots on Sunday. Oops. However, with her due dates being switched left, right and centre, who really knows how far along she is anyway?
So here she is today at somewhere around 34 weeks :)




I also have a B&W of this one (which Jody likes better), but I like the color!


Until next time!

~K~

I'm a Bad Blogger

I have become obsessed with pregnancy as of late, and because of this affliction I find it hard to post here unless it's something that relates to such things.
Today I will break away from the constraints of said affliction, and post something that is completely unrelated to anything...and, for that matter, not even my own thoughts! I do suppose it is cheating a bit, yes?
Too bad.
Anywhooo...I read a blog. It is called Kazooisms. I enjoy it. Caroline is a cheeky, cheeky monkey. She's also 3, so I think that comes with the territory. For your reading pleasure, I present a recent post from Caroline's mother:

what goes around comes around

Yesterday was a Bad Day®. Like the kind of Bad Day® where everyone in the house is just impossible and miserable and under-rested. Caroline was feeling a bit under the weather and I was feeling like loading up baby sister and getting us all ready might send me to the loony bin, so she stayed home from preschool. And by "stayed home from preschool," I mean "drove her mother absolutely insane to the point of actually considering walking out and never coming home."

I'd fished an intact roll of toilet paper out of the toilet, argued with her for two hours on why she needed to nap and how naps are not naps if you take them standing up with your eyes open, had a conversation about where it's ok and not ok to pee (note: she says it's not ok to pee on the roof or in the sky), etc. So when she was still being difficult about something I can't remember, well, I pulled the pointless and useless "I am the mom so I am the boss" card.

She countered with, "Well I am a big girl, so I can make some rules."

I told her, "I am a bigger girl and I'm the mom and I'm in charge."

She grimaced and groaned and bent over and gave me the evilest look she could conjure up and said, "Mother, you are STRETCHING ME OUT!"

She has many other hysterical, yet maddening quips posted on the blog. You should check it out. And no, I have no idea who these people are, or how I even came upon this blog in the first place.

~K~