Wednesday was Alice’s last ever day at preschool and we took our last walk together. We chatted about how much she has enjoyed it there and I was reminding her to say goodbye to everyone. The day went by like every other and Andy and I both went to collect her for the last time, she came running out excited to see her daddy there. Her teacher followed to give us her learning journey and to have those last few words about how proud we should be and how ready Alice is for big school.
By this point I was choking back the tears, I can’t help it, whenever anyone says anything nice about one of my children I get so emotional about it. We then all walked back home together. On the way home Alice said that she was feeling tired and I just thought it was the over excitement from her last day.
But, within about ten minutes of being home I noticed some spots behind her ear and with Alice telling me she didn’t feel well, I just had a feeling it was going to be chicken pox. I had popped out to the shop for some last minute bits for dinner and when I got home, Andy said Alice had asked to go to bed.
I went up to see her and she was fast asleep, I knew by morning we would know if it was chicken pox or not…
And yes, we woke up to Alice covered in chicken pox on our first day of the school holidays. Our plans were abandoned and we spent the day at home. We headed out to the garden and I managed to get our pop up gazebo up all on my own, they are such a great idea!
Alice had a swing with Holly, but then she just wanted to rest with me and we read some books together.
While Holly had a go on her new scooter.
Then Alice wanted to head back indoors, where we spent the rest of the day.
When Holly was napping, Alice and I snuggled up on the sofa together and she feel asleep on me. I was pinned underneath her and whilst there were so many jobs that I could have done while both my girls asleep, something that hasn’t happened in over a year. I sat there snuggled up to my big girl, making the most of the moment. A moment where she needed me to just be her mummy and let her snooze away. Not wanting to move her in case she woke up, knowing she needed the sleep.
And, it was the best 50 minutes I have had for a while. I find that I am always on the go, there is always a job that needs doing. I never just let myself sit and take a five minutes. I even felt myself starting to drift off, but in true child style, Alice must have sensed it and woke up.
We have spent the last couple of days, snuggled on the sofa and playing in the garden. Alice will get little bursts of energy and then will come and rest. Sometimes Holly carries on playing and other times she snuggles in for a cuddle with her sister…
Yes, Holly is wearing Alice’s shoes and they are on the wrong feet….!
Even though she is suffering, Alice hasn’t complained once and she still manages to give me the best smiles. We were meant to be camping with some friends this weekend, something that Alice has been waiting all year to do. And, when we told we couldn’t go, there was no tantrum, no tears, she calmly said ‘Maybe we can go in a couple of weeks, when I am better’. I am so proud of my girl, wise beyond her years and I hope that we can make her wish come true and go camping in a couple of weeks…
Joining Katie from Mummy Daddy Me for The Ordinary Moments