Little Pencil is on school camp and I am not a happy camper. He is , I’m sure. He is surrounded by friends and having a ball (I hope to God he is anyway – I don’t know because we are not allowed to phone the campsite 78 times a day for some reason I just can’t fathom)
I hate the fact that he is on camp. I know it’s good for him, I know he’s happy and excited and well taken care of. I know that he’s probably not missing me and that he is having an amazing experience, I promise I do know that. But it’s not about him. It’s about me – I am a wreck.
You see I am a control freak and a smothering mother – not a good combination when your only child goes on school camp
- I hate the fact that I have no idea what his bed looks like
- I miss his voice
- I hate that fact that I don’t know if he is eating
- I miss his laugh
- I hate the fact that he can’t be contacted
- I even miss his nagging
- I hate the fact that I don’t know what his day entails
- I miss his cuddles
- I hate the fact that he is over an hour away from home (don’t laugh – I am feeling sensitive)
- I miss his persistent chatter
- The dog is a right off – he’s so confused I can’t get him off Little Pencil’s bed
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But it’s only two days and so I am trying to think about all the good things
- I don’t miss cooking dinner
- It’s only two nights
- I don’t miss packing school lunch
- I get to bath for two uniterruped hours if I like
Nah, it’s not working – I miss him.
Call me over protective, call me neurotic but please don’t call me till Friday I’ll be sulking until then
I just read this after checking on my sleeping angel 5….almost 6 year old boy.
I totally get it! xxxx
Aw thank you. Kiss your boy for me xx
There were invisible tears dropping on this post I note with my “mother of a son” sense.
You are doing the right thing – you are “venting” and this is good.
The dog is doing ok because the bed is where LP will be soon(ish) and the dog can stay & smell LP scent because dogs like that …
Trying to say having a 2 hour bath is ‘a benefit’ will not wash with me either. You miss LP.
That reminds me of dieting and when you want chocolate you should have a bath?!
So, not much to do except I will be feeling your separation anxiety and will be “willing” time to fly so your beautiful and bouncing LP will be back before you can say “did you have a good time at camp, did you miss me, what did you eat, did you miss your dad, was your bed ok, did you miss thr dog, what things did you like, did you really miss me, was the trip home ok, are you glad to be back, what is that smell?, didn’t you change your undies, did you miss me more than dad and the dog, what would you like for tea, it can be anything you like.. “
You get me Denyse – thank you xxx
Oh hon, I bet this is tough on you. Want me to start a cat fight over on MM in the hope that moderating it will distract you until Friday? No? OK, well, I offered….
Serioulsy- hang in there. LP will be back in his case soon. xxx
I am liable to cry. And blacklist you *insert evil laugh*
You’re so divine, I love hearing how much you adore you son. He’s no doubt having the time of his life, and will be busting to tell you all about it on his return (at the exact time you fancy a 2 hour bath)… 😀
Be brave Mrs Pencil. He’ll be back before you know it. Make sure you get that bath in.
Funny… not my experience at all. I barely noticed little Pinkela was missing!
But to be fair, when my son went on his first camp, I did fret a little. Okay, a lot. And when Toddler goes on hers….
Nah. Can’t think of that. Too horrible.
xxxxx
I have all this look forward to. Our little bun arrives fully cooked in December. ( hopefully not wholemeal, otherwise I’ll be having words with the baker !! LOL ).
Hi there
I can only imagine how you are feeling…. my daughter is not far off three and I suffer from my own version of separation anxiety at the drop of a hat eg..
– when i work nightshift I cant wait to come home and see her (even though she is asleep when I leave, and still asleep when I come home – you never know, she could be sleeping in an amusing manner… and it is lovely to see her little cherub face in a peaceful state – versus the common tornado state when shes awake)
– when I do drop her off at occasional care I pretty much give her the spanish inquisition when I pick her up after 5 hours – what did you do, who did you play with, did you do any drawings, did you have fun…. did you miss me, GIVE ME A SMOOCH….you get the picture
– EVEN when I am at home with her I still seek her out to chat with her, sing to her (errr however get lots of “please mummy dont sing”) sneak a look at her playing happily in her room etc etc etc
yes I know I sound like Mummy-stalker but I just cant help myself at times after years of wanting desperately to be a mum and finally getting her she is just such a gift…. however I do manage to keep a handle on this most times for fear that my daughter is going to come out with the statement “please mum just give me some SPACE” by age FOUR…..
all in all you are doing great, but I am hearing you!!!