Since I wrote yesterday’s post, a most revolting bug has hit the house. All of the smalls have been feeling poorly. I will spare you the disgusting details, save to say that what can come out of a small persons mouth seems like far more than can ever have possibly gone in. And the result has been mountains of washing. It seems to me that there was not a single sheet, pillow, towel, facecloth or cloth nappy left in our house that remained untouched. That’s not true of course, it just felt that way to me, drama queen that I am. SO gross. Thankfully, the weather is good for drying!
When they feel poorly, I do get lots of snuggles. It makes me feel helpless to watch them ill and not be able to do anything to stop it but oh how I do love the stillness of these sleepy, sick snuggles. One thing this Mumma can do well is give comforting snuggles.