These have been my constant companion the past 2 days. I probably haven't had a cold for 2 or 3 years. I guess I am due for one, but I seriously dislike constant drainage and a raw nose. Both of us have been sickly. B got food poisoning or some other bug and after hours of vomiting and diarrhea he laid in bed for another day. We both haven't showered for days and have been laying on the couches watching TV and dozing. I'm thankful that we have been able to do that, but hoping for a quick recovery. We've both been very thankful that all of this hit us this weekend as next weekend we will be headed to North Carolina for a wedding of a close friend. B is officiating and I am just along for the ride. I am looking forward to getting out of town, flying (hopefully, my fear of flying has subsided in the last few months), and staying in a hotel. The wedding will be awesome. I've never been to a true southern wedding. There are 7 bridesmaids, 7 groomsmen.
The other very exciting thing is that this Tuesday we get to go for our 'big' ultrasound. If baby is positioned right we will be able to find out the gender of our sweet one. I don't have any instinctual feelings about if it is a boy or girl. I have had 3 dreams about the gender. The first one I birthed an African-American baby boy and insisted that B was the biological father and that they should go ahead and do a paternity test to prove it. The next one was a baby boy, named Jack (not on our list, but a cute name). I have had one dream of having a girl but not as vivid as the first two. I have looked at some old wives tales and really go 50/50 on most of them. It is interesting that some people swear by them. I will hopefully post what we find out Tuesday or Wednesday as well as a belly picture. I haven't taken a single one yet and am just over 17 weeks. I finally feel like I have a little bump. Signing out. Sniff, sniff.