I've been feeling much bigger this week. I keep thinking of the idea that the third trimester is intended to make me so miserable that I will do anything to get the baby out, even push the baby out of a previously miniscule body part. Every time I think of that, I think, No, I'm fine with things just the way they are right now. Not big enough to complain yet.
I managed to catch a nasty head cold this week that kept me home from work on Friday and has had me in bed all weekend. I think I slept over 20 hours Friday, only waking up when I was hungry or needed to use the bathroom yet again. It will be nice to have Monday to recover, too. Tyler's taking care of me- and enjoying all the time he can spend playing video games uninterrupted. He gets to work from home this week rather than travel for a short week, so I'm looking forward to a week with him home!