on being sick

i really

HATE

being

sick.

luckily, pre-pregnancy, i didn't have to experience this very often (even when i worked at sydney's school and about all those kids would share was germs), but now that my immune system STINKS, it seems to happen more often--or maybe i just get more sick when i get sick?

doesn't my immune system know that i have plans and that girl time doesn't happen all that often (and once carter gets here, it REALLY won't happen often), so calling out sick to girl time is NOT AN OPTION?!?

blah! oh well. i did break down and go to cvs for something to take over the counter that had a low risk of hurting carter just so i would be able to go tonight. don't judge me. a smart lady i know once said, if this baby can't make it in your uterus while you're doing life, then how do you expect this baby to make it in your life when he gets here...or something like that. i am SO NOT GOOD with repeating exactly what said (yes, i admit, i'm the one who always screwed up the telephone game). when i was early on in pregnancy, i thought this was a little harsh, but i think it fits now and we're gonna go with it!

i'm off to shower and get myself together to be seen in public (yes, i did go to seffner cvs in clothes not necessarily fit for "public", but it's seffner--you'd understand if you visited and/or lived here).