Clearly, this entry isn't massively baby related, but the rescue story of miners in Chile is all I can think about today. I jumped out of bed (not easy with the bump) and rushed downstairs at 8am today to watch some of the live footage. We - DH and I, I don't think the bear was aware of the news story unfolding in front of our eyes - couldn't believe the amazing scenes of recovery and strength of character that was being beamed live from Camp Esperanza. It really is a tale of survival, endurance and relentless love. Even DH had a tear in his eye as the youngest miner was reunited with his father.
I can't imagine what those families have been through over the past 69 days. And there I was thinking I was having a hard time, with the tiredness and the acid. Stories like these put your live in perspective. They make me think about the big, important things - and people. Seeing as we're on the cusp of becoming our own, new-look Pullen family, this story really makes you stop and focus on what is important.
I didn't mean to get all moral on you. If you're wondering about the Bear, it's fine, thank you very much. We're both looking forward to yoga tonight. For one, it's beats the England football match that we had to endure last night, plus my back is in need of a mammoth stretch.
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