The boys were so desperate to get to Australia. Matt grabbed one of our bags (all 20kg of it) and tried dragging it out the door at 10am on Friday the 29th (we left at 10:30pm) he failed and hurt his toes in the process.
The flight wasn't too bad I didn't get as much sleep as I would have liked but hey. It was heaps more than the broken 30 minutes I got on the flight to the US last year (Matt had 42 oC fever on that flight so I paced the plane all night).
Andrew and Matt were brilliant no fevers in sight (thank goodness) they both wanted me not daddy which meant they were both cuddling me the whole flight hence I didn't get much sleep. I guess that is one of the joys of being a mum (but I have the best kids ever so it's all good they are so cute too not that I am biased).
It is really nice seeing our family and friends again and can I just say catching up with everyone is really tiring.
Even though we have lived in Mountain View for 9 months Australia is still my home. The people in the US are really nice but to quote that really bad song "I still call Australia home" that may change but at the moment it is nice to be "home".
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