the husband has strep.
great.
not that I don’t feel bad for him, because, really I do. I know he’s not feeling well. He’s got chills, sweats, he can’t swallow. I’ve had strep. It sucks.

but his strep means 2 things:
a) chances are good that I will get it, which is EXACTLY what I need at this point in my pregnancy

and

b) he will be incapacitated for the next 3 days. skippy.