No baby yet- just more puke. Lots and lots of it. Mere hours after I posted last night, both Michael and I were struck down by Abby's awful ailment. That meant very little sleep for Tom, who was on sick-care duty with the baby, and no sleep at all for me. The stomach cramps were killer to begin with; multiply that pain and discomfort by two or three every time a contraction hit (which was all too often). The hourly vomiting didn't help, either.
We both seem to be past the worst of it, though, since it seems I've been hit the hardest, I still have a ways to go. I will be praying fervently tonight that the road ahead is shorter than it seems from here, and that Tom continues to stay healthy. A nice, deep sleep for the both of us tonight would be an awesome bonus, too.
And that's all I have the energy for. Stay healthy, everyone. This bug is no fun.