This morning, when Belle and I awoke, nothing seemed out of place or different.
She ate her breakfast and brushed her teeth and got dressed as always.
She had a skip in her step because Wednesdays is swimming at school and the pool's just been refurbed, so it was exciting because the water was going to be fresh and, in Ellies words, "wee free". LOL
I dropped her off at school and she loved my goodbye and I came home and did my thang. I worked, I loved the dog and I baked fresh oopsie rolls.
Then at 1.20pm I got a call from School saying that Belle had fallen asleep at her desk.
Well she wasn't especially tired this morning so I thought it was odd.
They suggested she come home as it was hard to rouse her and when they said that I had a flaming heart attack. I raced to school to collect her and as soon as she came through the reception door she broke her little heart saying she didn't know why she was tired and that she was sorry.
Her teacher thinks she might have been trying to get out of going swimming and I partly agreed right there and then. Ellie seems to have lots her confidence a bit lately so when I got her in the car we had a chat.
But no, it wasn't a case of dodging the old aqua.
She was falling asleep in the car and when we got home she was straight on the sofa and fell asleep instantly.
I went to check her every 15 minutes or so and at one stage the dog had decided to join her.
My little heart broke into a trillion pieces and so I went to fetch the old trusty camera to remember this moment forever.Her rosy cheeks and beautiful lashes complete with that milky skin and ruby rose bud lips just melts my heart. Then along side her, our tiny boy who adores his big sis and protects her so fiercely you think it might kill him.
Mark and I think its growing pains. Ellie tends to "shut down" when she is growing which is reminiscent of the past. She used to have these shut downs every 2 weeks as a baby, then it petered out to 3 weeks, 4 weeks, 5 weeks and so on. She probably has 2 a year now and they are not fun. Her body gets so hot (she says) and yet she feels cold. She goes clammy and sweat drips off her fingers and feet. I kid you not but there are real beads of sweat dripping off her. Its weird. and it frightens me in a way because I am scared about not really knowing all about the "unknown". I wish it would just all go away and give her a break.
Anyways, after 2 hour straight she was up asking for coffee and something sweet and Mummy obliged. There is no greater gift of treating your child to a reward for getting better! Phew, what a bloody relief.
**wonders how much she has grown today?!**