Two more days to Sweden! I’m going to live on salty liquorice and dill crisps. I’ve realised that the closest think to a craving I’ve had is the black, salty goodness. I’ve emptied my house of every last Turkish pepper and djungelvrål.
Up til then I’m living on whatever UK can offer.
I’m 18 weeks today. One more week to halfway. Slowly but surely growing that little human. Stopping myself from going crazy with nesting and buying everything. I’ve just waited for this for soooo long.
Me and the belly chilling away on the sofa. I live in that outfit, best for growing bellies.
The entire family in one photo.
Letters to my family 