This morning we went to do our christmas food shop and all the way round the supermarket I felt close to tears buying food for Christmas Day for the two of us. This will be the first year I haven't gone home for Christmas ever and because of all the floods in Cumbria I didn't get to go home a few weeks ago, so I haven't seen my family since September and I've really been missing them.
So my mum called before and I was telling her that we'd relented and done the christmas shopping, knowing now that even if the baby comes it will be too close to Christmas for us to travel home with such a tiny newborn. She said she didn't think we'd be coming home now, so they're going to cook dinner for the family and then come up to us for Christmas night 
I got off the phone and cried, damn hormones 
