I thought pregnant ladies were supposed to be treated delicately...

However, I have learned that that is not always the case. I've managed to come down with a pretty nasty upper respiratory infection. I actually missed a trip to San Diego for work because of it. And the stuff that I can take is minimal, at best. So I sound like a wounded goose. And, to top it off, the morning sickness is really starting to rear its ugly head. Insult to injury, I tell ya...

And today is Doug's birthday (Happy Birthday, Sprout's Daddy!!!). The only thing I've managed to do for him is to change into a CLEAN pair of his sweats. Winner wife = me.