Just recovered from a terrible bout of cold > fever > stomach flu. The greatest comforts I had were my hubby and little girl, both whom took turns to care for me. She was very understanding when I told her that I'm not feeling well, and asked if we can postpone her swimming trip to another day. The best part, she came to check on me every now and then, asking "Mommy, feeling better now?", "Mommy, you want food?", "Tummy still pain? I put oil-oil for you?" and offered to rub my tummy. *cues unanimous aww...
Oh my, how much she has grown. I hope she'll stay forever so sensible and dear.
That said, another holiday is in order. So Bro and I have organised an official family trip, this time, including his GF, and our parents. Awesome-ness.
Just browsing at the pictures of the villa already eases my post-holiday blues!
Each villa has its own resident cat, and like me, I'm sure Baby Ma would love it to bits. Can't wait for the trip. My much needed break.