coughing up a lung

I'm new at this and not sure how to start, so I thought I'd tell about what is most current with me. My painful, unmerciful cough and lingering sinus infection. Ok. So I might be exagerating a bit. It could be worse. But being pregnant doesn't help. So each time I cough my lungs feel like they're about to explode to break my ribs and I wonder if my baby isn't just loving the ride. He's been moving around in their like it's a clothes dryer. He's either getting high off the cough syrup, or seriously wanting Mom to keep continue the fun tumbling act. But it's good to know he's ok. Daddy tells him to keep moving around to show me he's ok, so he must be a good listener. He did the same thing when we told him to show us "who" he was for the ultrasound (meaning what sex). He listened so well. We'll see if he's as good of a listener after he's evicted from his nice warm swimming pool of a womb.

Anyway, for my first time blogging, this isn't so bad. The cough has been distracted. Now it only explodes in my lungs and pounds my head every 5 minutes as opposed to 3. It's a sinus infection from hell. I didn't sleep for 2 days, my eyes were all blood shot and I was either coughing or sneezing into a constant stream of kleenex. I collected at least 4 paper grocery bags full of snotted tissues. I guess I was going for the record.

But being this sick has definitely made me appreciate my AMAZING HUSBAND. (being pregnant has done wonders for that as well, but this weekend he really outdid himself) He is so patient and kind and sympathetic. And he empties all my snot tissue bags as he diligently takes out the garbage. He's been to the store 5 or 6 times for me (5 or 6 different stores) in the past 4 days. He's listened to my whine and moan and comforted and prayed for me so well when I thought I was at my wit's end. What would I ever do without him? Roommates would never think to be there like that and my mom told me she doesn't want to be around me in case she gets sick. I guess she's retired from having to take care of sick people. I can't say I blame her, but still. Without a husband like the incredibly fabulous one I have, I would be up a creek without a paddle, still blubbering into my bag of snot tissue. Or worse, it would have taken over the entire house. I guess he's in training for when I go into labor. Who do you feel for the most? I definitely know I can depend on him when I'm at my worst!