I was all set to post an update yesterday, gushing about how fabulous my cherub child has been. After she got over daddeeeeee being "gorn", she settled into the normal swing of things and we were having a lovely time. She even went to bed early on the first night he was away. I was considering planning his next trip for him.
But then after a lovely long nap yesterday, she started to whinge. I tried to work out what was wrong. She cried and wanted to be cuddled. And then.... the power-spew. Across the room, all over my clothes and hers. I put her down (ie away from me!) and she spewed and spewed. Thank god for tiled floors. And spare bath towels!
Long story short, the spewing lasted from 3.30pm to 8.30pm. I think I changed her clothes and mine about 4 times each. In between spewing I have to admit she was a happy camper. She dozed. She attempted to eat dinner (hurled it everywhere then kept on munching!?) and had a bath. By 8pm she'd had enough and asked to go to bed. One more spew (thankfully I got her out of the bed.. that would be MY bed, in the nick of time) and then she slept peacefully until morning*.
Fingers crossed that today she's better and hasn't passed her nasty bug onto mummy.
*morning being 4am, but she was eventually persuaded that it was not wake-up time and so she went back to sleep until 8.30am. Phew!
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