I am finally feeling better. I am certainly not all the way recovered, but I am pretty close. By the middle of next week I should feel like a normal pregnant lady again, instead of a really sick one.
The best part is that my sense of smell and taste are returning. I hate how colds take all the fun out of eating.
Of course I can't be too happy right now as Theric has become very ill
. So ill that I am sending the Big O away to his grandparents, where he hopefully will be safe from all the diseases in our house.
I am very grateful that my parents are so willing, and able, to take care of him for extended periods. They had the Big O most of last week while I was sick, so they would be perfectly justified in telling me they didn't want him to come and stay.
The saddest part about sending the Big O away is that he won't be here on Mother's Day to sing with the Primary during Sacrament Meeting. This would have been his first Mother's Day performance. I have been looking forward to it since I was pregnant with him. I am trying not to think about it too much as I start getting all weepy.