Gastric flu hits me.

Not fun at all. All I wanted was to sleep and sleep. Didn't even have the slightest energy to play with the little one. 

No appetite to eat thou I was hungry. :( 

The cutest thing happened was manfred putting a little brunch of flowers (from my deco) and called out "mummy" while I was resting, before running away as fast as he could. So sweet. It melted my heart. Totally. He thought I was about to scream at him. But nope baby, that was really sweet. I dunno where he got that idea from. 

I wished a good night sleep could help me recover. :) 

Good night.