So, Sunday. The end of another busy week, or the start of a new one depending on your views. It is also a day of rest....for some. Unfortunately, to a small baby, Sunday is just the same as any other day. And with Ian on nights, there was no lie-in for me.
Today is a rare, empty square on my calendar - like life is holding it's breath. A quick text to some friends turns up no takers for coffee or a walk.... their calendars dictate charity cricket matches, family visits and holidays.