Many of you know that the last trimester of Lia's first pregnancy was dominated by the onset of this crazy rash. Doctors never found a cause or a cure. But we have learned that it must have something to do with pregnancy because it is back. Poor Lia. I feel like she is the reincarnation of Job.
(She won't let me take a picture) but if you google "urticaria" there are some pretty accurate portrayals of what Lia's looks like. This time they showed up around Thanksgiving but fortunately til now she has been able to battle them off with a drug concoction of Zyrtec and Zantac. For some reason however since Lia has returned from the hospital the rash has attacked with a vengeance. The normal weapons aren't working. So please, send up a prayer for her.
Otherwise, we're doing ok. Anna Rose is hanging in there. Our house is a little messier than usual; I'm a little more tired. But we're surviving. Thanks for the food, the company, the phone calls, and the prayers. At midnight tonight, Ned Jr. will be 34 weeks, which is a milestone I am told.
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