It seems like I’ve spent most of the winter at one end or the other of a headcold, which is unusual for me.  Generally I get only a couple of colds a year, and they tend to be the short-lived kind.  I’m not sure what’s different this year, but I do know I’m tired of it.  As if trying to get a good night’s sleep isn’t already hard enough at nearly eight months pregnant, I’ve got to contend with being stuffed up and headache-y and feverish, too?  And to add insult to injury, we’ve got a newly replenished stash of NyQuil that my mom sent over, and I can’t do more than gaze longingly at it.  Gah.