The good is that Hulk seems totally better. I think the teeth are through enough that they aren't bothering him as much anymore. Another good? I'm working from home and I have banana bread baking in the oven. The final good thing is that Aaron and I spent a large amount of time this weekend organizing baby stuff in an attempt to begin gutting the twin's room (well, the gutting is a ways away still - they will be in my yarn room, so I have about 15 years worth of yarn, books and fabric to move into the guest room in a more condensed fashion than it it in currently). We also had a good time hanging out with friends and family all weekend during which Hulk was super happy and cute and his normal wonderful self.
The bad? Hulk has started rolling over at night. Onto his belly. And then forgetting that he totally knows how to roll over all by himself. So he cries and cries until one of us comes to rescue him. And when Aaron went in this morning, for what I thought would be a simple 'roll me onto my back NOW, Dad' - it turns out that he has a stuffy nose AGAIN. Damn it. I need a full night of sleep. I kind of feel like some sort of crap all the time. If I'm not tired, I'm nauseous or have a massive headache. I can't really complain, because I know my body does pregnancy a hell of a lot better then most, but on Sunday I has a horrid headache all day, and I went to the grocery store and starting sweating and feeling faint. It was awful. Although I did rally enough to pick up Chinese food - which helped. And it's raining. AGAIN.
I think warm banana bread will fix all.