There are some days/weeks that are just sent to test us, aren’t there? For me, this appears to be one of them.
After an emergency doctor visit with Caspar last Friday, when his lips suddenly turned blue (luckily he’s absolutely fine, but the blueness remains somewhat of a mystery), today I hit an enormous pothole whilst driving which has completely blown my front tyre. Coupled with a particularly challenging episode of sleep regression, I am well and truly ready for a bit of better luck to come our way soon. Here’s hoping!