oh well that's my night screwed.
DD went to a haloween party with her godparents, ate too much crap, topped off with some prawn spring rolls as we let her stay up too late (in aid of the clocks going forward.marvelous.
So, 1 hour ago, a little voice from the top of her stairs says desperately 'mama! mama! i have a sore throat, i need a drink' and while i was getting said drink 'mama! mama! my tummy hurts' cue DH running to get her, running to bathroom, where she hurls, across the floor, across the toilet, and as I go in, across my feet. Nice. Poor thing, she just did not know what to do with herself. She is rarely poorly. Rarely vomits, has a very good strong immune system. But alas, she is not immune to too many scary eyeballs. After snuggling in my bed, she says she needs to be sick again, and proceeds to throw up all over me, and herself.
DH announced that she can sleep in our bed and he will sleep on the sofa. A nice bit of delegating I felt. Good to see the whole equality thing stops at certain points. He then offered me to sleep on the sofa, but after making it up for himself, and after making it clear whose role the nurse is in this equal family
. Anyway, I digress.
DD is now asleep next to me, lightly so, insisting on having the light on, has a sore throat, sounds a bit swollen, and won't let me stroke her hair as her skin hurts. I shall not be going to sleep for a while i suspect, and when I do, how long before the bear cub awakes wanting his honey? any time from now on...
Sorry for the rant. No-one up in rl to listen. Not that anyone is up here! 