6th March 2019
Dear Cooper and Finn,
I miss you. I've seen you on my iPad screen every morning and travelled through time and across the ocean to watch you eat your tea (and throw the bits that you don't want to eat on the floor). And I've seen photos of you enjoying yourselves with your Grandma and Granda, and smiled back at your cheeky smiles, but it's just not the same as seeing them in real life. When I see pictures of you I can almost feel the weight of you in my arms and your soft, cool little cheeks brushing against mine. Almost, but not quite. So I can't wait to see you and cuddle you for real. Not all that excited to resume my role as Chief Pasta Picker Upper, though. XXX