When we booked our holiday back in March we were told that we were crazy. I was 8 months pregnant with my first baby, and in desperate need of a holiday.  We were used to at least a few trips a year so the urge to get on a flight was unreal, even at that late stage where I could barely tackle a step up a kerb let alone a packed plane with my giant self squeezed into an economy seat. I spent hours googling destinations, climate, flight times, baby safety and our evenings were made up of us debating where we should go. I was suffering severe holiday withdrawal it had been nearly a year since we last smelt that runway tarmac so booking a holiday as soon after the baby was born was a given and no one was going to tell us different. See I'm a Scorpio and we know best.