Flew home for 48 hours over the bank holiday weekend to celebrate the birthday of my amazing granny who turned 79. I really needed the kind of cuddles and proper belly laughs that only she can give me.

Summer was in the air throughout my entire visit and I couldn’t really go home without a quick visit to my favourite spot on the beach and say hello to Turning Torso. Oh Malmö <3

I even managed to convince mum to go out on a run with me :) She complained a lot, but we had fun in the end and ran around 8km in total so a great effort. I need to get her in shape so we can run another half marathon again.

We also celebrated Mother’s Day on the Sunday as Sweden has a different date to the one they have UK. We decided to treat granny to a dinner of her choice, whilst I had gotten mum a little gift from the airport.

No matter how long I stay, my visits are always too short. This time especially, but I’m happy I went because any time I can spend with them is both time and money well spent. I miss them so much…

I’ve never really cared about, or paid much attention to, babies and other people’s children. It’s not that I don’t like them, I’ve just never had any reason to be interested in them apart from my own godchildren.

But that was then and this is now.

I’ve never been as excited about a fetus as I am about the one that is growing in my best friend’s belly!

It is the most beautiful and most amazing fetus I’ve ever seen in my life  – I’m of course being totally objective here ;) And even though it’s not mine, I feel like this is the start of a new chapter in my life. A chapter where more and more of my friends are getting married and having babies.

Despite not being anywhere close to being married or having children myself, I am genuinely so happy and excited for all of them.

But most importantly, I can’t wait to meet this new little person that I plan spoil rotten with all my love and crazy auntie advice <3