We're off to France tomorrow, our first proper holiday together, the three of us. And to get us in holiday mode, the weather has been very hot indeed.
We'll be spending some time just us, but also introducing you to some family who have been very patiently waiting, but are itching to meet you. There will be aunts and uncles, and little cousins galore. I can't wait for them to meet you, I have waited soooo long to go as a mum. France is such a big part of my childhood, it's a significant step for me to finally be going with my own child. I think it will be a little bit emotional as we plan to visit some relatives that are getting on now as well as doing the rounds of cemeteries. Not as gloomy as it sounds. Or maybe it will be.
But the great thing is that I am so massively proud to be going with you as my daughter because I know 100% that they will all adore you, and they will all, some already do, consider you family, unconditionally. I am sure they will be charmed by you, with your spectacular eyelashes and your cheekiness.
Right, must get on and finish packing. You lucky thing, sleeping soundly next door, blissfully unflustered. You'll just wake up and be taken on holiday. Wish someone would bundle me up and make all my decisions for me!
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