Sitting at Home with Sick Boy

By Laura Yates on Oct 17, 08 02:38 PM

Considering I'm supposed to be a working mom, I haven't been doing much of that today. I had an inkling that I might not be spending Fridays as I usually do when The Kid projectile vomited yesterday's lunch all over me last night. And if being soaked in chunder at tea time wasn't a big enough clue, then unsuccessfully trying to point him at the toilet at 3am was.

He hasn't been sick since he went on solids so it's quite a worrying time. It's horrible when your little ones aren't well. He's not too bad now, off his food, just getting some much needed sleep. I'll have to wait till the other half gets home from his legendary performance on the football pitch after work before I can do the same.

I suppose, in a way, it's nice. Having time where you just have to sit, watch, hug, love.

(And watch Sex and the City for the 3rd time, whilst oh so quietly trying to unwrap a weeny bit of chocolate.)

Am again having visions of what it would be like to spend every day like this. I have also noticed that there appears to be a stay at home mom who lives across the road. I wonder if this is what she does on a daily basis; sit next to a sleeping infant for hours a day, watching films and eating (just a tiny bit) of chocolate.

Ah! And now I have to go. His highness is just starting to wake up. Will administer Calpol, fluids, more cuddles and see if I can tempt him to eat (just a tiny bit) of toast.