And I feel no mercy. I made him go for a walk yesterday and he told me he didnt want to because was achey all over. My response "Really? I wouldn't know what that feels like. We're going for a walk".
I'll give him the benefit of the doubt though. He must be feeling crappy because otherwise he wouldn't be acting like a whiny little b. Normally I'd get him tea and soup and make him feel comfy, but I just don't care right now. No...I do, I found him all sadly curled up on the couch with a heating pad this morning because he didn't want to get me sick last night, and I felt bad for him for a minute until my compassion was eaten by a painful BH. I think we're both very ready for this baby to be born.