Now if there is one thing I hate about being a parent it is
the dreaded tummy bug, I know none of us like their children to be ill, at all,
ever, but this one illness is the one I dread the most. It is the ferocity at
which it strikes and the unpredictability of it too, add into the mix a small
child who can't tell you what they are about to do and it is the pits of
parenthood.
This week Little 3 was hit by a tummy bug, he was fine when
he went to bed Sunday and I had no reason to suspect what was coming. He woke a
couple of hours early Monday morning and an unusual cry over the monitor called
me into his room bleary eyed and half asleep myself, yuck is all I have to say.
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Poorly and sleepy |
Then comes the waiting game, is anyone else going to get
ill, who will it be and when is it going to strike... oh how I hate this period
of time.
I used to begin to feel at ease after the end of the third
and into the fourth day after the last person got ill, surely having been
living in the same house and breathing the same air (despite washing
everything, changing towels and spraying everything with disinfectant
regularly) if they were going to get it they would have succumbed by now. But
no, the last tummy bug we had in our house took us all at 5 day intervals and
involved 3 weeks of washing, cleaning, sanitising and unpredictable
horror.
As I write this we are 4 days in, Little 3 had a day of
sick, a day of sleep and then he was back to his normal self albeit not eating
much and some icky nappies. I have felt a bit naff for a couple of days with a
hideous headache and am surviving on occasional slices of toast as my appetite
has disappeared and the grumbling from my stomach is putting me off eating but
if this is as bad as it is going to get them I'll happily take that.
I don't like not being able to be in control, perhaps that
is why I feel this way. Daddy is much more of a 'I will deal with it if and
when it happens kind of person as he devours seconds of dinner and pudding
while I think I will have a little just in case!
So just in case I removed all but the essential cuddly
toys from the girls beds and had a bowl on the landing for a few days too. Little 2 hates
her bed getting messed up and slept with a large towel over her teddy and
top bit of her bed for several days as well, 'just in case Mummy, I don't want
teddy getting dirty'.
And so the wait goes on..... are we in the clear?
UPDATE: No we were not in the clear!!
UPDATE: No we were not in the clear!!
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