- #1: she refused toast
- #2: she refused my toast
- #3: I handed her my iPhone and she wasn’t interested
Poor Eliza! She’s been struck down with the dreaded lurgy since Tuesday. She did seem vastly better yesterday, but then had a sudden relapse early evening, and indeed we were up for most of the night catching sick – new skills – and changing bedding. So we’ve been camped out on the sofa today.
It’s the small, quiet things that really strike me about sickness: her folded frogs legs as she leans on my chest, the rise and fall of crackly congested breathing, tiny hot hands and pink cheeks, the incoherent, mumbly sleep babble (“dada mama DADA boyooo”).
I know it’s just a virus, but there’s something so heart-achingly fragile about your own child being sick, isn’t there? She is rarely ill, so it’s so sad to see her not be her usual feisty and independent little self.
Here’s some sick day internetting and various things from the past couple of days:
- 15 reasons why PJ and Duncan should be number one
- This classic 90’s TV moment (who remembers Byker Grove? How could you ever forget?)
- Having a baby is expensive, but does it need to be? Check out this infographic about second hand baby goods from Gumtree
- Another infographic – London vs New York in numbers
- I broke our strict rule of no daytime TV today and cracked open the CBeebies. Two thoughts 1) they still read birthday cards out!
- And 2) how sweet is this cartoon, Sarah and Duck?
Have a lovely long weekend x.