Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 June 2014

UK/US Father's Day

It was Father's Day in the UK (as well as the US) on Sunday and Emilia celebrated her beloved daddy with a sweet card and a personalised Tshirt that she wanted to wear! It looks so big on her. Bless her! 
And psssst, don't tell Rob, but there is another little gift on the way... :)

 

Sunday, 16 June 2013

Happy Father's Day!

It's Father's Day in the UK (and the US too) and we celebrated with some homemade pizza for lunch! My mum and grandmum asked Rob what he wanted to have for his special day and he asked for Italian pizza. There is nothing better than some good homemade dough and my mum and grandmum are just the best at making it! For the occasion Emilia created a specially designed card with pictures of her and her daddy and I tried to capture the day with some sweet shots of the two playing together. 

Happy Father's Day to all the new and less new daddies in the UK and the US!

 
 
 

Thursday, 13 September 2012

Time to say goodbye

I don't like goodbyes, in fact, I hate them. I always have a hard time saying goodbye to friends and family when I depart from them but this time was particularly painful. My parents left London and headed back to Pescara just an hour ago. It has been wonderful having them here for so long. So many things have happened in the last three weeks. When my mum arrived on the 20th of August I was still heavily pregnant. She took great care of me and Rob, cooked for us every single meal, baked our favourite cakes and biscuits, did all the laundry, ironing and cleaning. And then, when Emilia came, having my parents with me was just what we needed. Not only for the help but also for all the love they gave us. When we got back home from the hospital the flat was absolutely beautiful, so full of flowers and baloons. It was the perfect welcome back for us and welcome home to Emilia. 
I knew they had to leave one day and I knew it was going to be tough but nothing could have prepared me to the way I felt. Let's just say: lots of tears. 

Here is to my parents. Thank you very much for all your help and love. I don't say it that often but I do love you very much and I feel very lucky and blessed to have you.