Your Bubble

As I write this I am lying on a beach in Ibiza. The sun has finally graced us with its presence and I am putting all my effort into getting a burnt nose so I  can arrive home looking like I’ve been on holiday.

I fly home tomorrow and I cannot wait to see my boys. Watching all the families on the beach with their sand covered children is making me miss Baby B all the more. Saying that, the thought of sand in his hair and crevasses is making me happy that he isn’t here!

A couple of days away from the people that mean the most to you makes you seriously reflect on just how important family is.

I know that is obvious and sounds like the understatement of the century but every now and then it just hits you. Sitting on the beach alone – it has hit me.

They are your bubble, your security blanket, your best friends, your absolute world and the reason that you exist. Basically, what I am trying to say is Daddy A and Baby B, I love you guys!

Mumma is coming home!!

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