Another night of substandard sleep for Adrian and myself: he woke at five and couldn’t get back into proper sleep afterwards. He almost-slept, but the moment I stopped patting him, he’d start crying and waking. So I patted him, off and on, until 6:40, at which point he woke nevertheless, and Eric got up with him so I could get another hour’s sleep.

Apart from the ongoing crying, likely teething-related, we had a very ordinary Wednesday. Playgroup, supermarket, deep long naps in the stroller.

I started embroidering a flower and butterfly motif on Ingrid’s new jeans. We both thought they looked a bit boring without any decoration, and I’ve been looking for a suitably small crafty project for a while now.