Festival

Considering we didn’t actually get to sleep until about 11:30pm because of arriving home late from Kent. P2 slept from 11:30 until 6:10am this morning. Technically, a full night sleep because I wasn’t woken up by her.
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I haven’t really talked about my Christian life much. I used to attend church every Sunday, but when I met my OH it kind of stopped. Not because I didn’t believe any more because I most certainly do. But mainly because I wanted to spend time with my OH. I truly believe that you don’t have to attend church every Sunday to be a Christian.

I pray every day, with P1 before bedtime and by myself. My OH isn’t religious at all, he’s not rude about it though, he respects that people have beliefs but he just doesn’t. And I respect that of him too.

Anyway, last year I didn’t fancy attending New Wine – a religious camping festival. Well this year, I’m going. I desperately want my OH to come with us but he’s being stubborn. No matter how many times I tell him he wouldn’t have to join in and we’d end up off campsite visiting local attractions for the most of the week anyway. But nope still no give for that one.

So I’m travelling with my two girls. I’ve got to try and pack my Fiesta up with so much – it’s scary. Going away with kids, let alone a baby, is so nerve racking. 183 miles of road ahead of me.

It’s times like these that I really wish I had a manual license not just automatic. Grrrr! My OH has an estate car just perfect for this little holiday but I can’t blooming drive it.

Anyway, despite the huge bubbles of nerves running through my stomach, I’m actually quite excited about getting away for a week at the end of July. I could really do with getting away from day to day chores – not that I actually do them… I’m quite nervous about camping with cloth nappies, camping with a 5 nearly 6 month old and I’m terrified about doing a full week without my OH.

I’ll miss him asking where his stuff is every day, I’ll miss cooking for him, I’ll actually miss him moaning at me, miss our evenings watching Hollyoaks and EastEnders, I’ll miss the help I get in the evenings with P2 but most of all I’ll miss snuggling up nice and tight in his arms at night.

I’ll come back to a huge pile of washing, tales of drunken nights, lots of McDonald’s wrappers and probably a relaxed OH! Come to think of it, that’s probably why he’s so desperate not to come with us. He’s got a full week of complete bliss and quiet. He probably won’t even miss us.

I’m scared!

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