Almost 13 weeks pregnant and being brutally attacked by the common cold. An upper respiratory virus of source. Bacteria eating away at my sinus. A slight headache, lingering and threatening to ruin my day (my week). A smaller supply of patience inside of me, the fuse's length decreases with each day. I am not myself, I am a big ol' grump. Anything you do or say will be held against you, for I have become a pro at holding a grudge. I dive into God's Word and it always lifts my spirits. For about 3 minutes. And then I see something outside that turns me off and I forget. I forget all the good. I focus on the negative. I am pregnant, battling a cold, and meaner every day. This morning's breakfast is making me feel queasy. This is not an ideal way to live, my friends.