Today marks 27 weeks. That's like really pregnant. And despite my expanding waist line, I still have a hard time believing it. While running errands this weekend, I had a couple different people ask me when I was due. At first I sort of puzzled. Due date, what do they mean by....oh yeah. I'm obviously pregnant. They're talking about the baby. Crazy.
It was super hot over the weekend. Maybe I should qualify that statement. By super hot I mean the upper 80's. But by Seattle standards this represents a serious heat wave, especially when it is only June. Saturday I kept to my air conditioned house as long as much as possible, but Sunday afternoon we ventured out on the boat for a little fishing. We did not get so much as a bite, but that wasn't too unexpected as most of the salmon do not enter Puget Sound in route to the rivers until late July and August. It was fun to be out in the sun, although I was exhausted by the time we got home. Luckily I wasn't sun burnt thanks to my SPF 50 with the exception of my scalp, which I noticed when combing my hair this morning.
I woke up with a pounding headache at midnight and slept in the living room recliner after taking some tylenol. That was a good decision I think, as I woke up feeling much better. Not only was the headache gone, but I felt a lot less stuffy. I think the incline of the chair coupled with the Claritin is doing the trick.