Last night had a kind of repetition to it: vomit, vomit, wash, repeat. Poor Love Bug had a bug of the not so loving variety.
Multiple vomits and five loads of washing later {with a sixth ready to go} she seems brighter this morning thankfully.
Me? I’m exhausted but oh so grateful my dying washing machine has seen me through the night!
{Who looks that cute between vomits winking at their mumma?}
Poor Love Bug. Very cute winking though. š
Nobody looks that cute between vomits! She’s a trooper. So are you. So is the washing machine!
I’m sorry Love Bugbhave a bad bug is no fun for anyone. I hate to vomit and I’m sure you don’t enjoy it either. Mom I know is not having a good time so feel better really soon:(
Give her a bug get well cuddle from me!
How does she look so amazing after a night of no sleep and a sickness bug???! The joys of youth! Poor mumma, thinking of you both!!