Just three more days until we get to take another peek at you, Pip. Then we need to send text messages to a bazillion friends and family who want to know if you're a mini Mummy or a mini Daddy. We are so happy that you were there with us on Saturday. Daddy even mentioned you in his speech, and some of the wedding cards were addressed to all three of us. I hope you don't mind flying too much, and I promise to try and get us the best seats on the plane - for your comfort, of course.
We cannot wait to see you again, little Pip.