Poor Lily.

I am so pooped. Lily has been having a bad asthma flair up for the past two nights, and it's been making her violently sick. She's dosed up with meds and I'm taking her to the emergency department every 12hrs for a nebuliser. Her poor little lungs must be so sore, bless her. Of course, she's off school so we are getting to laze around the house. Maybe we'll all head back to bed for a siesta this afternoon to catch up on some zzzzzz's.

I mentioned to the gyno yesterday that I was feeling tired all the time. I didn't want iron tablets again as they seem to give me the permanent trots (sorry - tmi!) but he has prescribed some iron sachets that are slightly different. Fingers crossed that they work. I'm due to have my bloods done again in 15 days so we'll see what my levels are like then.

I'm getting lots of baby movements, which I LOVE! Now I know that it's a boy, I seem to be able to visualise it so much better and, although I've been pregnant for 20 weeks now and had lots of scans, I actually feel properly pregnant now! I've got to speak to my medical insurance company to see if they'll cover a 4D scan. If not, we'll probaby pay for one ourselves. Since yesterday, I feel confident that everything is OK with the baby (before I was really concerned due to the bleeds, and the fact that I was taking medication before realising that I was pregnant) but I think we'd like to be doubly sure