to eat or not to eat...

Little un was back with us for the day :-)

Her foster carer dropped her off this morning... she's still a bit under par from the bug and after yesterday's 'rest' day,  was initially a bit reticent about being with us... shortly after the foster carer left, the little bottom lip was quivering, but some cuddles on the sofa and a tickling match with puffin the puppet managed to head off the tears...

I think we're all getting tired of the transition process now... it's knocking little ones routine out of sink as she's not getting a proper afternoon nap due to travelling back and forth, she's also not eating well... she's really not into food at the best of times, but she's refusing almost everything apart from milk at the moment...tomorrow I'm hoping to harness the power of Peppa Pig in the form of spaghetti shapes... If we can get her to eat anything at all then that's a triumph... we can work on balanced diets and nutritional content at a later date... 

We're all starting to feel the strain a bit and both us and the foster carers are in agreement that it's probably time to do the move...  plus we don't want to keep handing her back, we're like lost souls when she's not here, it's time for us to become proper parents... 

So tomorrow is the last practice run day... we're going to have a longer visit to ours, and will be joined by the foster carer to do dinner and bath time at our house. We hope this makes her feel more familiar with both me and the bath tub, and then hopefully she will sleep in the car on the way back ready to go into her cot when she gets there...  It's also chance to move a few more of her things... then Tuesday will be the big day when she finally moves in with us... It's finally starting to happen :-)