My son was chosen to go a huge scouting thing this year in America. Three weeks away. Having the holiday of a life time.
He has since been diagnosed with severs disease ( growing to fast has caused him problems with his legs and feet ). This has lead to Him not being able to walk far. So it is looking like he can’t go.
A year ago. My husband and I decided to go on our own holiday for the time he is gone. First child free holiday in 15 years. I have been looking forward to this for a year. No teenage moaning. Trying to keep him occupied. I wouldn’t have to be a mum. I could just be me. And we could just be a couple.
Now he is looking that he will have to come with us. In reality this is fine. We have made other arrangements.
But. I am so upset about my holiday. I have thought of it every day for the last year. And now I won’t get it. I will be back to trying to find things for a teenager to do etc.
I would never let him know this of course. But I’m an awful parent I know I am. And I feel terrible. But I really wanted and needed this.