What a week!

I knew first thing on Monday that Sam wasn't his usual self. We went to Sainsburys and he just looked pale and his little hands were cold. He just didn't seem right. I kept asking him if he was okay and he kept saying 'yes Mumma'. It soon became apparent that he was far from alright.

My poor baby boy was soon laying around, nodding off. And then the sickness began. Most 2 years olds cry, because let's face it, being sick is not nice. But my boy was so brave and never cried once.

Before we knew it we were on day 3 of constant sickness. He couldn't even keep water down. And his poor bum was so sore it was bleeding. He screamed everytime I had to change him. His eyes had dark circles under them and all he could do was lay around and drift in and out of sleep. When we would wake he would be being sick or needing changing. It was so sad to see.

Today he has been sick free! And has started eating again.

And also in the news, Emily has a tooth!!!