TO SUM UP: I’VE BEEN POORLY
This week’s post is going up a day late as I have spent the past 5 days laid up with a bad cold.
Colds are just horrible aren’t they? So, they aren’t life threatening and are commonly referred to as ‘just a cold’ but I hate them. They make you feel absolutely rotten, leave you feeling like a rung out hanky and serve no purpose whatsoever…. except perhaps to keep Kleenex and Olbas Oil in production?
There I was, all chuffed at avoiding all the nasty bugs and flus that have been making the rounds this past winter, openly congratulating my immunity on doing such a fine job at keeping me and bump protected. Well, a germ somewhere obviously heard me and decided to teach me a lesson….. ungracious little squirt.
I am not someone who ‘soldiers’ on with a cold. I don’t do ‘just getting on with it’. I prefer to rest up, not pass it on to other people and sleep it off…. more so than ever at the moment because of being pregnant. So, the majority of the past week has been spent sleeping, hugging the cats (who have taken it in turns to curl round bump both day and night) and amusing myself by watching all the kicks and bomps that Baby Bear has been making in my tummy.
Being kicked by your growing baby is one of the most amazing, precious yet strangest things ever. It hasn’t been painful yet…. at the very most it is uncomfortable if he lands a bomp in my bladder or lodges against my ribs for too long. It mostly just feels like I have a belly full of eels…. or big bubbles of air that are popping all over the place. I’m sure in a few weeks the sensations will be even stronger, especially when it gets to the point where he can barely budge anywhere. When I gently press around I can feel harder areas in places, then soft squidgy bits and occasionally little rounded lumps which could be hands or feet. He fidgets a lot though and always keeps me guessing about which way he is lying… its like our own little version of hide and seek!