So here i am in (surprisingly) sunny England! The boys and i have been here for two weeks and it has flown.
We have indulged in all of our favorite foods, met lots of friends and relaxed in the glorious sunshine. There are still a few weeks left of our trip, so we are no where NEAR done! But it has felt very good to catch up and to introduce Finn to the rest of the world. It felt strange hearing English accents again, everyone for a while just had a cockney accent, the boys were noticing the TV adverts weren't "Americanish" as Ollie called it.

The flight over here was a little stressful and i am quite a nervous flier, which is really hard to show in front of the boys. It's more of the chaos that comes with the flight rather than having to sit in the plane. The boys were amazing,  perhaps a little overwhelmed.  Finlay was very good, and mostly slept. He nearly stretched across the three of us, let alone just me!

The first few days were just a blur, the boys were having to be woken up each morning, otherwise i'm pretty sure they would have slept in all day. But a good old fry up and a home cooked roast managed to keep me on the straight and narrow.

It has felt a little like an alternate universe - in the sense that we've met loads of friends and family in a short space of time. Normally if we were living over here, we probably wouldn't have seen or spoken as much. But i'm so lucky to have great friends here who, make it feel like you only saw each other recently. Then you realise what you have missed, supporting your friends through things, weddings, babies, life! The guilt prangs at you because it dawns on you, that maybe more could have been done. Guess that's just the way it goes.

We have managed to pop into the boys' old school and said hello. There were twenty million questions asked about how America was and they both handled it brilliantly. Talking with the boys after - they felt a little shell shocked and you could see they were reflecting on things.

My nan and the boys went to (what can only be described as) a builders cafe, Right on the outskirts of Slough. My earliest memory is being in that cafe with my nan, when i was around seven years old.  I would eat the sugar cube meant for her tea, and then put sugar in my can of coke!  It was very surreal walking in there again with my amazing nan and my three dweebs. I was a little disappointed there were no sugar cubes to eat. However, an all day breakfast never tasted sooo good.

Today was mummy and daughter time. We went to get pampered and to have some time with each other. It was nice to take a break from the chaos and enjoy some quality time together. Even if the chaos resumes when you return, it certainly took the edge off things.

I have mastered the skill of driving over here again, i've only got in the wrong side of the car twice and only driven on the wrong side when coming out of a car park ONCE. Now that, for me.. is impressive.  I may not be so good going back though!!

Anyhoo it's now getting cold and i don't think i can dribble on much longer, So i'll see you on the flip side!

:) xxxx