There’s nothing like a tummy bug to ruin your plans is there?
Amy told me last night that she really wasn’t feeling all that well and I fully expected her to have been sick when I went in to check on her before I went to bed, but the coast was clear and I assumed we were safe.
I was wrong.
As soon as I opened her bedroom door this morning I was hit by the smell. Amy had been sick all over her bed but she was nowhere to be seen. The poor little sausage was fast asleep on the floor in her playhouse. Instead of shouting or crying, she’d got her duvet and gone back to sleep on the floor.
I popped her in the shower to try and get her cleaned up whilst shouting to Ben to ask him to make breakfast for him and Chloe. Luckily I’m working from home today so we weren’t in a mad rush and I was able to get the bed striped and everything in the machine before we had to be out on the school run. Typically my car is in the garage so I had to drag Amy out on the school run looking not so much ghostly pale but actually grey – it was one of those rare times where I really missed having a pushchair! Thankfully I was able to just leave Chloe at the Juniors with Ange and bring Amy home again rather than have to go to the Infants with her and she was back on the sofa by just after 9am with Cbeebies and a sick bowl.
Of course the timing is impeccable. Tomorrow is her Nursery visit at school – the only chance she will get. Oddly our school don’t do the home visits which seem to be par for the course everywhere else. I’m so disappointed for her as she was so excited about going to see her new teachers and explore her classroom. I had also planned to take her out to the farm tomorrow for a special #MummyandBo day ahead of her starting school. We were both really looking forward to it – I just hope I can find an opportunity to rearrange it for her before the end of term!
And so, my day of getting stuff done has become one of sick bowls, cuddles and stolen moments on my laptop whilst she snoozes. I can’t wait to see her smile again.