Baby Wars

Yes, yes, it's old news by now. I promise there's a new photo coming very soon. This one was taken a couple of weeks ago when I visited my brother and his very pregnant wife. Tamrah and I are due within a couple weeks of one another. I was nearly 34 weeks in this photo. Can you tell who's due first? I'll give you a hint: it's Tamrah's first baby.

Kitty

Do cats get senile in their old age? I'm convinced they do. Kitty is the older of our 2 cats; she's around 10 but was a stray when Craig took her in so there's really no way of knowing for sure how old she is. For the most part she's fairly spunky and often gets these little bursts of kitten-ness (for those with cats you know exactly what behaviour I'm talking about!). But come feeding time, she's as dumb as a stack of bricks.

Tonight she was meowing like crazy so, of course, I fed her because it was hours past the time they usually eat. She danced around my feet carrying on like crazy while watching me pull the food container off the shelf and fill her dish. Then she followed me out of the room to where I was filling Pokey's food dish, still meowing. I returned to the laundry room, Kitty was still crying for her food so I gave her dish a little nudge to get her attention. Then I left the room, closed the door behind me and went to sit at the computer. No sooner had I sat down and Kitty was clawing at the door to come out. It's a bi-fold door and in all her geniousness she's figured out how to open it. Out she came and immediately came to me, still meowing and rubbing her face on my legs. Upon checking her food dish, it remained untouched. It took her being physically placed in front of her dish for her to realize there was actually food in there. Only then did she finally eat.

I love her and really, really dread the day we have to make a life or death decision about her, but, man, she really is stupid sometimes.

Just a Cold

Thankfully the tightness I was feeling in my chest last week turned out to just be a cold. I had a cough for a few days and ended up losing my voice Friday afternoon - completely typical for me - and spent Saturday resting. By Sunday I was feeling much better although I still didn't have my voice back. Yesterday I was back to normal. My voice is still a little croaky and squeaky and the cough is still lingering but it's a 'productive' cough, in that I'm able to get stuff out of my chest instead of a dry cough, which is a symptom of the flu. It seems the boys didn't get away unscathed because both have croaky voices today but at least it wasn't the flu! Phew!

I have the camera out to take a belly photo. I'll get around to it very soon!

Getting Sick

We all went Hallowe'en Day to get our H1N1 flu shots since I'm considered high risk as are the boys. Craig tagged along to help with the boys and they vaccinated him, too. So now it's been 10 days, I'm considered immune as is Craig; the boys still need their second doses in a week and a half or so.

Now I'm starting to feel flu-like symptoms. I've had this heaviness in my chest since yesterday morning and today it's moved upwards and is making me feel like I need to cough even though I can't loosen anything in there. I've been keeping a close eye on my temperature and so far it's completely normal. My midwife told me at my last visit that if I were to come down with flu-like symptoms to head to the hospital right away and get admitted so I could be started on a course of antibiotics. I guess H1N1 in pregnant women is that serious. Scary stuff! I'm certainly not willing to call this flu just yet but it stinks that the weekend is approaching and it's looking like I'll be spending it trying to nurse my body back to healthy and staying away from my family. Darn cold season!