Poor little Layla-hunny-bear, has had the worst tummy ache ever, over the last 24 hrs! We didn't realise it was so bad until I was awoken at 1.30am this morning to an ALMIGHTY burp - and the foulest smelling stench you could ever imagine!
There was Layla in the bath panicking because she LOATHES vomiting! She had broken out into a little rash and was so upset and tired, she just didn't know what to do. We decided a nice warm shower and panadol; along with an ice-block and Mr Bean should be our first "medicine" to try and remedy her discomfort. Unfortunately when that failed, and little Layla missed the bucket and started shaking after another power-puke, we decided that we needed another shower with some pretty-smelling soap and a new pair of pajamas, a huge hug, a drink of water, and Where the wild things are.
That fixed her...finally at 3.30am this morning after SCRUBBING every inch of the bathrooms with Bleach and disinfectant, Layla had fallen asleep on the lounge with her favourite fury mate Wilfred. I tucked her into bed and jumped in myself... anticipating more vomiting from Layla and considering what my options for the gym would be today if I had TWO little girls at home sick. As it turns out, Layla is still feeling delicate, but has made a speedy recovery, and Evie seems to have managed a get out of jail free card with this one. PHEEEEW!
Layla was still keen to do her school banking this morning though, so after we dropped little Evie off at "Lynda's" she dressed up in her finery and put her brave face on to take her hard-earned pennies to school for the dolarmites lady - such determination and ethics! I'm proud of her, she's still not well, but she has told me that she thinks she will be ok to go to school tomorrow, because she really wants to help her table win some more team points tomorrow - if they win, they get a treat on Friday's... who wouldn't want to go to school!
ps. I didn't make it to the gym, nor did i use my tredmill :( meetings and paperwork tomorrow are probably going to hinder my fitness plight for yet another day.