I heard it bellowed in the airport, once the initial confusion passed, and he realised Mummys home!!!
My little man embraced me, with the best cuddle I’ve ever had. He smiled, and giggled and held my hand tightly. After 11 weeks of distance, I was worried, but I needn’t have been.
It was exactly what I needed. It was exactly what he needed. We’re a family again, and one that I must work harder to sustain. I must do better for you.
I love you little man, and I’ll always be your Teeeeee!!!