Poorly

Please let next week be filled with the usual routine with nothing out of the ordinary taking place. It's been such a weird week and to top it off Rory and I have come down with a tummy bug. I did go for a 10k run this morning in the howling wind and rain and wondered how I felt so dreadful!

Being a mother means letting your poorly 2 year old cuddle in to you, lying on your own icky tummy! So, an early night catching up on GBBO grateful that my poor tummy can breathe easy again.