I'm dying...

Ok, so I'm not really. And I know it's not funny to joke about it, but I feel like I'm dying.

I have a head/chest cold and it sucks. I can't breathe, my nose hurts, my throat hurts and I look like Rudolph on his worst day ever.

The last time I was this sick was 2 days before I found out I was pregnant, Dec 3rd.

If I was in an optimistic mood, I might think something good is going to come of this. But I'm not optimistic today. I'm dying, remember.

Poor Sean. He's so lucky to be married to a whiney, big baby like me! I should also say poor Mom and Dad because they put up with "Sick Andrea" for 18 years. I hope our daughter takes after Sean in the sick department. That boy is never sick.

Well I'm off to bed. I'll blog when I've come back to life!