Well, the inevitable happened.
I got the bug.
And surprisingly, being sick with a big baby in the belly isn't that different from getting sick every other time.
Needless to say I'm typing this from the comforts of my pillow on the bathroom floor.
But today I have bigger things to say than just "woe is me I'm puking".because about the same time as I started getting sick last night our best friends in Delaware were rushing their one week old to the emergency room where they were told that he has an issue with his heart and will require emergency surgery today.
Suddenly praying to the porcelain god for a few hours isn't so bad....
So I've been using my "comfort"time here on the bathroom floor to pray for little Rocky,
and I'm sure they would appreciate it if you would do the same...
Now please excuse me while I get back to what I was doing before...