Well, sniffles turned into full-blown colds for both of us today. Blargh. Having a cold sucks, but having a cold while pregnant really sucks. Our doula says that the body tends not to engage in labor when it’s not ready, so I don’t expect any dash-to-the-hospital activity in the next couple of days.
Now watch, that’s when things will start in earnest.
We’re loaded to the gills with cold medicine (at least as much as Kim is allowed: Robitussin and Benadryl are acceptable, and she’s taking them separately, since we don’t know if their ingredients should overlap). And drinking lots of fluids. And eating chicken soup.
If you haven’t seen it, the following short is quite amusing: Man Cold
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