So where do we put the star of the show?
Just loaded up the car and...
...because of all the pressies, there's hardly any room for the wee one.
He is good to go though so I'm sure we can squeeze him in somewhere. Noah had his final weigh "out" this morning, he's been foot printed, had the general full once over and even found his voice. Yes, he has finally cried!
Mum has moved on from producing semi-skimmed to the full fat version of Noah food and as a result experienced the "milk shakes," for most of the night. A bizarre phenomenon that ladies have to go through when their body becomes a full-on food factory for the first time.
So, fuelled up, in all senses of the term and it's time to hit the road.
Once again can I thank you for all the ridiculously kind, warm and generous messages the three of us have received over the last week. I promise you we have read every single e-mail and blog post together.
One more snap,
His latest gift from our former boss the great Lesley D who came to see him this morning,
Rock and roll all the way Noah, come on let's go. Buckle up the ride starts here.