A prayer request...

Ok, so as much as I'd love to just not write this post, I feel like I've been open about everything else that relates to this journey, I might as well share this with you guys too. When I'm worried about something, it's always just easier to put it out of my mind then to dwell on it. I really need you guys to pray for me, and for the baby which is why I decided to tell you what's going on. Yesterday I went in to work, and it started out like any other day. Around 8:30 my boss asked me to come in her office, and I'm thinking, "oh great, what have I done that I'm gonna get in trouble." My boss then tells me that there's a child at the daycare who has had Parvo virus, also known as "Fifths Disease." It's not the parvo virus that you get your pets vaccinated from, it's a different strain that animals don't get. (and we don't get theirs) Just about every person in the world will get this virus at one point or another, and it's really not that bad. There are little to no symptoms, and the only way you can usually tell a child has had this is that they get a rash on their face that looks like they've been slapped on both cheeks. The child who's at the daycare also has a rash all over his arms and legs. Once the rash has appeared the child is no longer contagious, and is o.k. to be around the other kids. I said this virus is not that bad, that is unless you are a person with a weak immune system, or a pregnant woman.... Hence my problem. If I contract this virus it will not hurt me, but it can hurt the baby, causing anemia for him/her and other complications. So, my boss gives me a little booklet and said "You need to read this, it's gonna make you very upset and scare you to death, but you need to call your doctor and tell them you've been exposed to this virus. So, I glance through the booklet, and get to the part about pregnancy, and the effect this virus could have on the baby. I was shaken, and very upset, but trying to hold it together. One of my co-workers who didn't know what was going on asked me "are you ok?" and then of course the tears started to flow. I called the doctors office around 9:00 and the girl told me to come right in, they would do a blood test and check to see if I have an immunity to the virus (which about 50% of people already have by the time they're adults) they'll also know if I've recently had the virus, or if I don't they'll have to keep doing blood tests to make sure I don't get it. The part that made me so upset is that the child that has this isn't in my class, but at the time he was contagious I was with them for a few hours a day, so I have been exposed. We also have a few pregnant mothers in the daycare who have to go get tested as they have been exposed also. The thing that really makes me angry is that the doctor told this child's parent that he had a virus, but he was not contagious anymore, so don't worry about it. He didn't tell her to inform the daycare, even though we have little babies and people like myself who need to get tested, and be under observation from a doctor. UUUGGGHHH! So now I'm questioning, did I make the right decision when I came to work here? I really felt like it was God's will for me, but nothing and I mean nothing is worth endagering my baby. It's very hard, because I want to be angry at someone, but it's really no ones fault. There's no way anyone could have known this kid had this virus. Jeremy was very upset when I told him, he wanted me to quit on the spot. So I went to the doctors office, and they got me in at 9:30. (I now weigh 130 lbs.!!! that's a weight gain of 4 lbs. so far) I got to listen to the baby's heartbeat, which is the most beautiful sound in the world. His/her heartbeat was strong and beating about 146bpm. The nurse said you really can't tell if it's a boy or girl by the bpm. She said she used to think you could, but she's been proven wrong many times. My blood pressure was sky high. I know the bottom number was 94, normal for me is 70. The nurse said, I know you're upset, but once you talk to the doctor you'll feel much better. Well, they were so so busy and I didn't get to see Dr. Hennessey. This girl, who I've never seen before, I think she's a P.A. or an intern or something came in. Long story short is she didn't reassure me at all. All she kept saying is "well, we can't really make any conclusions until the blood test comes back," or "just try not to worry until we get the results back" -easier said than done.(!!!) I know she can't tell me my baby will be fine, but I'm sure doctor Hennessey would have helped calm me down, and make me feel more positive about the situation. So here I am, waiting till Friday (they said the results might be back on Friday) to find out if my child has been affected by this stupid virus that no one knows they have. My boss told me to take off from work till I get the results, she said I don't need anymore stress on me than I already have. I haven't been thinking about it today, until I sat down to write this post, so I haven't been worrying all that much. All I can do is pray, God gave me this child, and there are so many dangers out in the world, I just have to trust him to keep this child safe and sound. -the trusting part is not so easy, I don't know why it's easier to worry than to trust.- Please just keep my little one in your prayers. Thanks -Me