I pulled myself out of bed at 4 this morning hoping for a couple of hours of peace, a coffee and time to plan my week
a nice hot shower, my warm fluffy robe on ready to get my coffee happening.
and then a small voice came out of the darkness…….
“mummy……. I vomited”
small thing…… ai don’t do vomit, I am a sympathetic vomiter so you can imagine the fun today is going to be
I thought she just meant a little bit…. by no it’s more than a little
when I raised my small thing with her whilst trying to clean her up and hold back a gag and a choke her response was pure gold
“go get daddy”
sigh….. daddy was dressed for work and packing his lunch
so today will be washing airing and cleaning I guess, we had a party lined up tooo 😞
I think I might go back to bed and pretend it didn’t happen for a little longer