Still alive. Still pregnant (yipee). Still sick (sigh).
I mean, today has been a good day, which means we left the house for a while, and ate actual food. Other good days have mostly been the work of the wonderful friends who have turned up with sympathy, sometimes also with food, and on one memorable occasion to take all the children to the park (I had an afternoon nap, the greatest of possible luxuries in my current state).
Seriously. That's about as good as an update gets right now. Yes, I'm dehydrated. Yes, this is harder than I could possible explain. But I'm alive. Minnow is still here. The girls are still thriving. Martin is displaying endless reserves of patience. We'll be OK.