You never see pregnant people at airports. In all my memory I do not remember ever seeing a pregnant woman at an airport.

I know there are rules: you can’t fly after thirty something weeks but I am only 23 so it’s fine. Still, I look pregnant and people have noticed, and so it got me looking around for other women with belly’s sticking out a little. There have been none. Maybe it’s just an odd day and pregnant women aren’t flying, but as I sit here waiting, it’s an observation.

I do this thing at airports, and lots of public places really; I people watch. It’s a good way to pass time, and it usually results in some interesting conversations with myself.

There’s a man over there who looks very tense, but he’s not dressed for business so maybe he’s going to see family that he’s not very fond of – a brother who’s his fought with and a sister in law he doesn’t like.

The family to my left seem very happy, perhaps on the way to a holiday they have been planning all year. The girl looks about 12 so if she’s anything like I was at her age, she’s probably very excited to see a new place, and the boy, around 17 is reading; maybe he has exams to study for. They look like the perfect nuclear family… something my husband definitely does not want.

We talked about that this weekend. He visited again and we celebrated his 21^st birthday… it’s strange how that milestone no longer seems of much consequence because we have a little one on the way. But next year my son will celebrate his dad’s 22^nd and even sooner, I’ll spend my 21^st with my baby.

We talked about a lot this weekend, kids, our future, my job prospects and university. Hubby can’t get leave to come down for my first term so we’re going to be on our own most of the time. Luckily I have a wonderful family and my star parents have said they will fly to the UK and help when they can… but little Theo and I will be on our own for a large part of the year and we will just have to figure out how to make things work. I’m terrified but I’m also very excited.

A family just walked past me with an infant. Airports do have a lot of facilities for babies and kids to be fair. I know that for example once my little one is born, most airline will allow me 2 items of luggage related to the child for free (for example a car-seat and pram/buggy or travel cot etc) which is really quite useful. There’s a huge play area a little walk away from where I’m sat which is always teeming with children when I come here. Airports are pretty family friendly, so maybe my observation about them lacking pregnant women isn’t fair – or maybe it’s just that most of the time, pregnant women don’t fly home for Easter break.

It’s almost time for me to board so I’ll sign off… next stop: home!