This has been the most bizarre week. The birth of our baby boy shown in the previous post wasn’t the only family news on Sunday — A’s dad passed away that same evening. And then on Monday the boy (senior) was hospitalised with a dangerously high temperature, which thankfully turned out to be the result not of meningitus but of a wicked little respiratory infection.
Between Saturday and Tuesday I got a grand total of about five hours sleep… never again will I lie awake at 2am fretting about having to get up for work in only three hours. No fucking worries.