It’s such a horrid disease I do wonder why we don’t vaccinate against it unlike our US cousins.
Poor Little Mister.
Tuesday morning spots started to appear.
Thank goodness it’s not too severe, but it’s still enough to cause discomfort & lots of scratching.
He’s constantly after cuddles and is attached to his fluffy blue blanket, which is understandable. He’s also falling asleep a couple of times a day, which is possibly the best thing for him.
Mademoiselle has been so patient and kind to her brother who has been very grumpy to say the least. She’s also seen some of her half-term plans go out of the window, but she’s been a star!
Our lovely friends have helped keep Mademoiselle entertained this week. We swapped tickets so she could go chocolate lollipop making with a friend instead of her brother. She’s also had playdates & a cinema day with her cousins instead of heading off out with us.
There’s been lots of broken sleep this week, too. In the middle of the night when the itching is so bad Little Mister just wants a cuddle & some reassurance. I don’t blame him & I don’t resent my lack of sleep these last few days, either.
He hasn’t had any new spots for 24-hours so hopefully it’s peaked. But I have a plentiful supply of ViraSoothe, Antihistamine and Calpol just in case.
Chicken Pox is rubbish.
Mademoiselle caught Chicken Pox very badly when she was just two years old. She struggled to cope as the spots were everywhere.
Thank goodness we can only get it once.
I feel so sorry for Little Mister as he’s missed out on any half term fun. We’ll do something just for him once he’s better.
Chicken Pox really is pants!
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I'm Tracey, nice to meet you. Mummyshire was 'born' three years ago after we moved from London to the Oxford countryside. Here I chart our journey adjusting to our new lives, the challenges of being in the countryside & surviving parenthood.