If it's possible to find an upside to being as sick as a dog for 24 hours, the upside is this... detox. Unplanned, unwanted, heavily enforced, detox. When I woke on Saturday morning, I felt as though I was stepping out of a blurry haze. Depleted and empty. Yet strangely cleansed. It's kind of weird, but it felt good not to be craving anything in particular and it made me realise just how reliant I am on certain foods and drinks on a regular basis. My vices... diet coke and chocolate. There is not a day that goes by when I don't indulge in both of these. But for almost two days, I stayed clean. And it felt pretty good. (I did say almost two days though).
The rest of the weekend consisted of lots of rest and sleep. Mooching around home, with just one short, efficient trip to the shops. We have a fabulous toy store near us. Filled to the brim with absolutely every kind of toy, game or puzzle one could wish for. A beautiful collection of old fashioned treasures and modern wonders. I have been in search of alphabet blocks for some time now. Of course they needed to be a particular type of alphabet blocks, as Angus requested a set just like the ones on his favourite Tv show Toybox. Yesterday we struck it lucky because that was exactly what we found. I don't know why I hadn't thought to look in this shop sooner, but we have them now and along with a set of old school dominoes (which were also on the request list as a result of Toybox) they've been very well loved and appreciated this weekend.
The best part by far though, was the improvement in my littlest big boy's health. The sparkle in his eyes, the cheeky grin on his face and the devilish demeanour, all resurfaced from their dormant state. Although he is rather troublesome with his climbing on the dining chairs, standing and attempting to ride them across the floor, rodeo style. I would choose troublesome in a second, as opposed to the miserable, motionless little babe from a couple of days ago. Health really is the most valuable possession we can have.