Families and festivities

Ive been away for a week for a so called holiday.... it wasn't a holiday, not even close to a holiday, in fact i would call it closer to a nightmare!

I cant blame the family, i haven't seen them for over 3 years so it was great to catch up, and I'm very pleased that no one thought to mention the fact i have nearly doubled in size, all emphasis was on the boy that i was chuffed about and obviously hes loved by all.

There are 2 things that i can not do without when staying with other people as far as the boy is concerned these are vital tools that we cannot do without

No 1. The walker

No 2. The high chair

So the two things that were forgotten where obviously the walker and the high chair! which didn't do us any favours what so ever. This meant that rather than the boy playing quite contently on his own which he does at home quite lovely, he will sit in his walker and scoot him self around playing with what ever is in his hands for ages, to wanting to be picked up then put down then picked up then put down then picked up then put down.....well you can see the pattern emerging. this was tolerable for the first day or two but by the 7th day was really starting to piss me off!

It wasn't helped actually by his grandad teaching him how to blow raspberries (this is something that he learned months ago and took us twice as long to stop him from doing it!) as funny as it seemed to the 75 year old i was secretly seething inside as i was covered by his orange staining baby food each meal time..... oh yes so fucking funny!

As we didn't have the second most important item the high chair, the raspberry blowing was made even worse by a child in a bouncer who can not only climb his way out of it but will bounce himself forward till it does a flip and he lands face down on the floor, which to him was the funniest game in the world to me was getting close to breaking point.

All this excitement for a little one seeing people he had never seen before, every one around wanting to play meant that bed time was a complete nightmare i don't know where he got all his energy from all i knew is i had none left and just wanted to go home and to top it all off i had a 5 and a half hour journey home in the fog. Topped it all off nicely.

Thank god we are home, slept really well yesterday and boy is back to his normal self so we decided to put the Christmas decorations up which is something i look forward to every year. So now the countdown begins boys birthday on the 23rd and then Christmas yippppeeeeee cant wait!