Just when we get recovered from the stomach virus, the evil cold strikes our house. Conrad Patrick has been sick since Monday. It started off as a really runny nose. This lead to a cough and now he keeps getting fever. Poor little baby. When he sleeps his little nose gurgles and he is coughing all through the night. Because of his restless nights, he is sleeping until 10 in the morning! I hope he starts feeling better soon! On top of him being sick, I have caught his cold. Taking Benodryl all day does not lead me to be very productive at home, so the little man and I have been getting in lots of cuddles and I have been drinking plenty of hot tea (decaf of course!)

On a lighter note, I have a story. Some people may remember me talking about this when I was pregnant with Conrad Patrick, but here is a recap for those who don't. I was about 13 weeks pregnant and really dying to know the gender of the baby. I couldn't even sleep I was so anxious to know. One day while driving to work, I was sitting at the the light at the Briarcreek intersection. All of a sudden a random baby blue balloon goes floating across the intersection. It was so weird and random, I took it as a sign that we were having a boy. Well, I guess we will get to test my theory again, because I had another random balloon incident on Monday. This time it was floating over the interstate and it was hot pink. I need to note this happened just a day after I told Conrad that I was feeling very strongly that we are having another boy. Three weeks from today we will know!