Oliver (or should I say Olva as he says) is 18 months old today.
I wish we could celebrate in some way.
He is not very well at the moment with vomitting and high temperature.
He has spent the last 24 hours on my lap. We are having a pyjamas and tv day.
Even though I am tired, I wouldn't change him for anything and it still makes me want a brother or sister for him.
2 comments:
Aww poor little man - hope he feels better soon. Mummy hugs are the best for that!
Oh poor Oliver, Hope he gets better soon.
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