This was until a surprise call featured a sonogram and I found out that the ripe old age of ....(hah, that's a state secret...) that I was going to be a proud Aunty. Confession time: I'm not particularly maternal myself; call it being selfish, call it having an unusual childhood, call it a lack of weird hormones bouncing around, whatever, it's not in our life plans at the moment (or ever) but I surprised even myself by becoming incredibly homesick.
Homesick enough for my lovely other half to suggest calling off our planned Christmas/New Year break and send me to the other side of the world.
And how could you not, when you get to have sleepy cuddles like this.
And heartbreaking images like this of my brother and his son holding hands, not to mention the adoration his zen-like Momma has for him.
He is one loved little dude. (He also already has a Liverpool Onesie from his Uncle Mr Kiwi and a pile of baby clothes and toys you wouldn't believe.) Needless to say I fell head over heels for him - a divine little munchkin who has the curiosity of a cat, the brightest bluest eyes and an adoration for bathing.
I'm still not broody - heck no, this Aunty doesn't do nappies, but loves from a clean distance - he is without doubt the most beautiful little fella. Not that I'm biased or anything!
It also meant I got to visit one of my favourite cities in the world - Windy Wellington. It's New Zealand's capital city, right in the middle of the country, boasts one of the highest cafe-per-capita populations and is as funky as they come.
|Windy Wellington, living up to it's nickname like a pro!|
Most people who have visited say it has a vibe like San Francisco, Paris (without the beautiful buildings) or Seattle. Alls I know is that I lived there during University, falling for Wellington's charms hard. The harbour views, funky friendly cafes, great public transport, infamous bucket fountain, compact navigating, quayside artwork and best of all the coffee. Ooooooh the coffee!
New Zealand wishes 1 through 4 complete - A family Christmas / A day at the beach / Visiting Hobbiton / Cuddling my new nephew.
|The infamous Cuba St. bucket fountain.|
|To the left, our New Zealand Parliment aka. 'The Beehive' for obvious reasons.|
I'll always love a country where Santa wears candy cane striped flip flops, the traffic lights (temporarily) celebrate the fact that New Zealand suffragettes were the first women in the world to win the right to vote and spending celebration New Years on a friends' farm is the best kind of crazy fun.
I am one lucky girl. But wait, there's a little more to come...