A nasty little cold is making it's way around our house and it has finally hit me. Nate had it and seems to be over it. (He always seems to get the mini version of the real deal. He has miraculous self-healing powers.) Walter has it and is getting better. And I seem to be in the thick of it. I can't tell if it's getting better or worse. I am happy to say, though, that this cold hit me just as I finished breast feeding. Which means I can take medicine! Bring on the decongestants!