Back to Freyja now. Last night feeling knackered I went to bed a 9pm. I could hear Freyja stirring and thought I'd get in there to settle her quickly before she woke up too much, only to find her throwing up everywhere. She was really upset by it all and it happened 4 more times over the next few hours - each time after she was cleaned, bed sheets changed, towels laid out, in new pyjamas and settled in back bed. I managed to avoid her being sick in my bed (well, mostly...), but not over the floor, the bathroom, her Rabbit, herself, myself and Adrian. She wouldn't go back to sleep in her cot - 'do you want sleep in your bed?' - furious shaking of head. 'Do you want to sleep in mummy's bed?' - furious nodding of head.
She had a runny nose over the weekend which is the first one she's had this year and now she's been sick. Not bad going really, considering she does a school run 3 days a week and goes to 3 different play groups with her child minder while I'm at work.
Anyway, we're both at home now. It's the first time I've had to take a day off for her, which I know is pretty lucky so I shouldn't complain, but I'm sitting here feeling very guilty because when you're only in the office 3 days a week, every day counts. But Freyja counts more.