Saturday, March 31st

I’m just coming up for air out of the cave that is my bedroom. On Monday night while I was sleeping I felt congestion moving into my chest, and when congestion moves into my chest, I know I’m in for the long haul, and I was not mistaken. I woke up Tuesday feeling pretty lousy, and it just progressed as the day went on. Teagan woke up feverish and sick as well, so it was not a good day. We laid around most of the day, I didn’t cook dinner or really do anything. Wednesday came, and I felt like death. I stayed in bed the whole day except to take Easton to school and pick him up, and I called Jacob at some point crying that I was miserable and needed him to come home. So he came home as early as he could, but it ended up being fine anyway. Teagan just hung out in my bed with me sleeping and watching movies, and Easton is really good about taking care of his own needs and letting me rest when I need it.  When Jacob got home he took Easton with him to run errands for a few hours, so Teags and I just stayed in bed. I was seriously too weak and sick to even stand or sit. My chest was on fire from coughing and being congested and my head hurt from coughing, I had a fever, and my whole body was just aching. I was freezing and then sweating like crazy. I haven’t been this sick for 7 years, and I was either barely pregnant with Easton or it was right before that. Thursday Jacob’s mom came over to take care of me and the boys. Easton woke up Wednesday night with croup – just what I needed – so I didn’t want her to take them out, but mainly just to help. She brought fruit and food for the boys to eat. My mom had also sent food home with Jacob on Wednesday. She had to go to Becca’s to take care of Becca who has the exact same flu/bronchitis that I have. Sadie and Juddy have also been down with this bug, but I’m pretty sure the two pregnant mamas got hit the hardest. Anyway, Patti took the boys to her house because they seemed to be ok and then texted me later that Easton had a fever. So he was pretty down and sick Thursday and Friday and missed school both those days. I felt a little bit better Friday. Instead of laying in my bed I moved to the couch. Since the boys were sick, I told Patti to just leave them here, and of course she told me to call her if I needed anything. Today was my best day so far. I still feel like death, but not as badly as I did Wednesday-Thursday. Today Teagan woke up feverish and coughing again, and Easton seemed to be much much better. Teagan also complained of an ear ache, and he’s had a good fever and cough all day. We just can’t seem to beat this. Jacob came home from work early yesterday feeling congested in his chest and just sick, but so far he’s been ok and it hasn’t gotten worse. I will attribute that to our prayers and his healthy eating. I just need him to be well because Logan is due in a week.  I need my sister to be well and my mom too. And my children. So that we can bring Logan home to a happy healthy home. And I need my mom and sister at my labor. Oh, and I need to be well more than anyone. My main complaint is how deep the congestion is lodged in my chest. It just HURTS to cough, and I always have to even if I try not to, but it has loosened up quite a bit since it began on Tuesday. My upper back is extremely sore from tensing up when I cough, and my ribs and head hurt. I also keep coughing to the point of throwing up, but my husband was nice enough to clean all the toilets so that I have clean toilets to throw up in. He has been doing EVERYTHING, and I know he is tired and worn out, but he hasn’t complained and has been so sweet to me to rub my back and let me just cry about “why does Heavenly Father let me be this sick at 39 weeks pregnant”. I am a very big baby when I am sick, and I cry a lot like the world is over and I’ll never be well again. It’s only been since Tuesday, but I swear it’s felt so much longer. I’m also having major sweating problems. I wake up drenched – my hair completely soaked – and my pillows and blankets all wet from sweating, even when I don’t have a fever. I took a nap today, and it was only for an hour but I still woke up completely wet around my hair and neck and back. I have no energy, a bad cough, and I feel so weak and tired.

At this point I am just counting my blessings that Logan did not come early like I wanted him to. What a blessing. It would have been a nightmare to be this sick and trying to take care of a newborn and keep him from getting sick. I would have had to ship him off to my mom’s or mother-in-law’s. The last time I was this sick, I had no children. And it was bad then, but it was terrible this time because it is never a good fit into our lives as mothers to be sick. Especially if your kids are sick too! Then you’re just useless. While I am still not better, I am better than I was, and for that I am grateful. I have the greatest respect and sympathy for people who deal with sickness on a regular basis, so maybe that’s why Heavenly Father allows us to be sick sometimes. To feel compassion for those who have it much worse than we do.

I was able to listen to the second session of conference today as Jacob, Teags and I laid in my bed. It was good, and I appreciated the wonderful words spoken, as usual. I’ll have to catch up on the morning session as soon as I am better. I mainly just wanted to catch up on what’s been going on in my house of sickness. We will hopefully be over it soon and ready for our sweet little boy to arrive.