I’ve been suffering from the driest nose on the planet. My whole face feels so dried up at night. I haven’t plugged in my humidifier since we moved. I’m deciding they are a necessity when you are pregnant. My poor nose. I often have dreams of being so thirsty, and trying to drink but I can’t quench my thirst, only to wake up and discover that I am indeed a thirsty swed.
My right foot is starting to hurt too. I don’t know if it’s a bunyon or a bone spur or a corn. It hurts when I push on it. I suppose it’s time to go out and find ridiculously comfy shoes. I think my feet are just getting wider.
I used my first pregnancy card last night. Summer told me to do it. We were painting the baby room and we ran out of painter’s tape. I asked Tom to go to the store and get some, because I was too pregnant to go. He complied. I asked him to get milk while he was at it. Today on Facebook I asked if anyone knew how many pregnant cards you get per pregnancy. The consensus is that there are an unlimited amount. I think I won’t push my luck anyway. Tom’s pretty good at being nice to me already.