I had a solo at church yesterday and I discovered something that I have become keenly aware of this past week. Whew! Am I out of breath! I suppose it is because Peanut is now getting his/her blood and oxygen supply more directly from me through the placenta and my body is working so much harder than before. I had a problem this past week with my allergies and asthma, which is normal, the increase in hormones tends to make these symptoms worse. I had to go to the clinic and renew my puffer for my asthma, and it was bad enough that they even had to place me on a breathing machine for a while. All I could think of was that for every breath I had trouble with, Peanut was also having trouble. I was thankful I could get treatment that was not harmful to the baby, even though unfortunately I'll have to suffer with my allergies because the risks are not fully known of the affects of Reactine and similar allergy drugs to the unborn child.

I have been trying so hard to eat right and be careful to avoid anything that is bad for the baby. It breaks my heart to think there are women out there who think nothing of putting harmful substances into their bodies without a thought to how it affects the unborn baby. I have never smoked, so I can't say that I understand how hard it must be to stop even during pregnancy. I'm talking more about the women who use drugs and alcohol. I've seen the affects this has on babies. Csaba tells me all the time, "Thank you for taking such good care of yourself." I tell him there's no reason to thank me. Being overprotective is a mother's perogative.