We’re writing this ‘epilogue’ if you like, on the flight home. BB is asleep across us and we’re thinking happily about what awaits us back in the UK. Neither of us will be working for the next month and so it is not exactly a hard return and we have BB’s first Christmas to look forward to.

We reflect on the decision to go travelling, wondering if it was the ‘right’ thing to do. For us the answer is yes. BB may not remember the trip but we are sure the sounds, smells and colours of the big wide world will stay with him through life. We will also print the blog into a book and it will become great bedtime reading. We want BB to feel like the world is a small place full of adventure and this was a great start. 

The biggest bonus was getting 11 weeks of family time. Dad and BB got to bond in a way that wouldn’t have happened in London. The three of us got to start life as a family in style. 

There were tricky moments. Ayers Rock – the land of no naps, Hoi An – the land of upset bedtimes to name just two. Oh yes and Bali belly is forever engrained in our minds!!

But there were massive highlights, we’ve mentioned most in the blog. One final beauty was the moment (on our last night away) that BB showed us that he can go to sleep all by himself. Yay!!

BB left London a little bubba who would fit in his parent’s arms on a flight. He returns as a little boy with teeth, an appetite, who crawls and stands ups and has to sprawl across a couple of seats in order to get to sleep. We love him v much ❤️.