'Very bumpy indeed'

My lovely husband tells me he is bored with my blog. Apparently a two line entry from the 6th August is not sufficient to maintain his interest! I don't blame him!

In my current hormonal, pregnant state this will be a bit of a sentimental, soppy blog about my lovely brother . I apologise now!

I received an email from him this morning. He is such a long way away and I love seeing his name appear in my inbox and reading about his adventures, I await his status updates on facebook, I check his travel blog at least 5 times every day.

I love the little packages that we get full of the smells he is smelling and seeing his photos (although not how much weight they have both lost when I am getting rounder by the day!), I love the little text messages that bleat into my phone every now and again and I love hearing the excitement in his voice when he gets a chance to speak to us.

I love the fact that he is so far away from me yet he still thinks of us when he sees little things like my goat bells, or the children's temple where he made an offering for our baby. I love the fact that we were both seeing rainbows on the same day, even if they were thousands of miles apart.

I love the fact he is doing this trip, that he is so happy and that it is everything he hoped it would be. I love that he is sharing it all with Claire. He said that they are sad to be missing my pregnancy. But I want them to know that I tell the baby all about them often, that everytime they do something so lovely to make me cry, the baby feels all the good things I feel because of it. To know that they are going to be a wonderful aunt and uncle and be able to tell our baby all about the wonders of the world that they have seen.

It is funny that I have never felt so close to him, when he is the furthest away he has ever been. And I have never been so proud to be his little sister.

I did warn you it would be soppy. I blame hormones :)