Two weeks ago today, almost to the hour exactly, I landed back in Edinburgh, and it felt like the longest flight of my life. Leaving Pete at the airport was the toughest goodbye we’ve experienced as its the longest we’ll be apart (9 weeks) and it’s also the most emotional and sensitive time in our lives together.
I’ll be honest and say I spent most of the flight in tears to be leaving him behind, and the rest super excited to get home to see my friends and family. We’re both keeping our fingers crossed that she doesn’t arrive before Pete can get back from Dubai. On the plus side…. let’s get a little more cheery for a second….I hit 32 weeks yesterday so that means only 8 weeks to go until i see my little girl!!!! It’s funny how when you’re pregnant you stop counting in months and think only in weeks and days. 🙂
I feel so lucky to have this park right on our doorstep.