First of all, one of my friends had to deliver her baby by c-section today at 31 weeks. He is in the NICU and is breathing on his own for now. They say the next 72 hours are critical for his lungs. His mommy was having major issues with her blood pressure and had been in the hospital this week for it. Will you please say a prayer for this family? Pray for Mommy's healing and for Baby to be strong and mighty and totally protected from complications that can arise for preemies. Thanks, y'all!
Second, this has been a weird week. I found out on Monday that Annabeth had been exposed to chicken pox. My understanding was that she would probably get them and it could take up to three weeks for them to show up. We have hunkered down all week and rearranged all kinds of plans to keep from potentially spreading it to our friends' babies. (Kids over age 1 normally get vaccinated for this.) You're contagious before the blisters ever show up. I have really stressed over this. I know chicken pox aren't terribly dangerous for otherwise healthy kids, but imagining her sweet baby skin covered in pox makes me want to cry.
This morning, a week after the exposure, she woke up with a rash on her tummy. I thought for sure that was it. Her doctor's office wanted to see her in the event that she got the virus in order to confirm the case, so I took her in. Praise the Lord, it turned out not to be chicken pox. She has very sensitive skin like me and apparently some lotion we used on her yesterday caused it. I'm so thankful. I also found out that the day she was supposedly exposed was not actually when the other child was contagious. What a relief! I wasn't going to Metro tonight, and now I am. Annabeth couldn't go to church for several weeks, and now she can. Curt wasn't going out of town to hang with his friends this weekend, and now he is. We weren't going to get to see the Lazos next week while they're here, and now we can. I feel like I just got my life back.