Saying Goodbye Is The Worst Part

Myself and my husband emigrated to Australia in 2006 and have had many visitors from family and friends since then.  We love having visitors and the excitement is unbearable driving down to the airport.  I always take an esky full of welcome drinks to welcome them to the country.  Watching their faces when they walk through the arrival gates and watching the children run up to them and give them great big kisses and cuddles is the most special part!

Once our visitors have had time for a shower and to get over the jetlag, its so great showing them around our house and the area we live in at the time.  We have moved four times in the past five years, so love the excuse to do the touristy thing with our visitors when they are here.  Our trips have ranged from Margaret River, Busselton, Bunbury and surrounds, Swan Valley, the wonderful city of Perth, Darling Harbour, Circular Quays, the ever expanding shopping world that Sydney has to offer are amongst many of the places we have visited with family and friends alike.

When we first emigrated, I was pregnant with my son, so you can imagine the excitement and urgency for our family to visit us.  Then since the birth of my little girl, family are eager to visit, sometimes they visit twice a year.  So, as you can imagine, I love every single visit and love showing off my two gorgeous babies and just let them spoil them rotten. 

The only problem with visitors I have found is saying goodbye!  Its SO SO terrible waving them off at the airport.  It is just so depressing!  It sometimes takes me a week to get back to feeling normal again from a somewhat depressive state.  You go from having a house full of guests who help with the children and chores, having something to do each day, showing them around, shopping, trips down the beach, having the husband at home on his annual leave etc to going back to being on my own with the kids in an empty house.  :(

I'm sure one day we'll get used to it!