Baby is scheduled to arrive via c-section on Wednesday. That's right, this Wednesday, the 7th. And I'm ready to be un-pregnant and hold the little guy in my arms rather than my abdomen.
But yesterday morning Mercy came down with the stomach flu. We were all in "I can't believe this is happening now" shock. Everytime the stomach flu enters the house I desperately look up the incubation period hoping for some assurance that once we hit a certain number of hours we'll be in the clear. It would seem that incubation can be as short as 4 hours, and as long as 10 days. Mercy came down with the bug on Friday, but hadn't been away from the house since Monday. So 5 days for her. And the baby is scheduled to come 5 days after she got sick.
Today Mercy seems fine. Here she is energetically dancing.
I'm a bundle of nerves. When I had Gilead we were all really sick and Mercy ended up with pneumonia. It was a miserable time. The only good thing in those couple of weeks was Gilead. The idea of having a c-section and the stomach flu is not one that I care to experience. We'd appreciate many prayers for health as we enter this next week and welcome our new little one--Lord willing, without anymore illness.