Just when Anya was recovering from the little flu, I got it from her. That was over the weekend. Presently, we are all pretty recovered, except for an occasional drippy nose.
My energy level, however, is going down. Comparing this pregnancy to the last one, it is a case of you gain some, you lose some. Without the vomiting, I am gaining weight like any other normal pregnant women. Right now, I count myself as the no. 1 anti-anti-gravity. Up-slopes irks me. I know I said this before, but I cannot help but whine here. The lower part of my body feels as if I have completed a cross-country race and NAFA test at the end of everyday. My pelvic area sore, my legs aches. Occasionally in bed, I have to sit up and readjust my sleeping position because I am unable to turn from one side to the other. I am back to being a light sleeper on most nights.
Therefore, I am blog-stipated. I don't feel as bright as I usually am. Words just do not flow. My eyelids somewhat start to feel heavier whenever I click onto "new post" on blogger. Then, as if hallucinating, I hear my bed calling out for me to cuddle it.
Which is why I am ending this entry.