We (DH, 3 yo DD and I) have been away over night to see a good friend get married.
We stayed in a B&B, which was nice enough (despite none of the doors having locks on them ) but B&Bs always give me that feeling of intruding in someone else's house.
Anyway, 3 hour journey to the wedding, which was lovely, what little I saw of it, as DD kept talking the whole way through, and trying to run off. I unfortunately was in sole charge the whole afternoon and evening as DH had been asked to do the wedding photos for my friend, which is great for him, crap for me. There was a 3 hour wait between the ceremony and the evening meal, which was ok as it was in a big park (DH took the bride and groom to the beach for photos), we variously wondered around, played with other children there and went to the playground, while I tried to make sure DD didn't drown herself in the massive lake (is it just me who gets panicky at this big do's where you can't always keep up with the little ones but people insist on getting married by water ) all this compounded by the fact that I am 7 months pregnant (though everyone at the wedding saw fit to tell me that it is bound to come early as I am so huge ). I was on my feet most of the day running around after DD, my feet are now like balloons, and my bump aches.
Anyway these things are always stressful, trying to get DD to eat something, not cause trouble and not get hysterical till about half ten when DH's job was over. So we went home and then DD threw up in the car. It was dark, the fucking internal light in our car didn't work and we were staying half hour away from the venue in the middle of nowhere, so we cleaned her up by the light of the iPod, put some clean clothes on her (oh yeah, we're potty training too so luckily I had clean clothes. I had already had to sacrifice a pair of Hello Kitty knickers that were pooed on into submission).
We try and navigate our way back to the B&B using DH's sat nav app, and 2 minutes from the B&B DD throws up again. Lovely. Manage to get into the B&B I clean up DD, DH cleans up her car seat best he can. No bath, only a shower, which DD hates and was already really upset so just had to wipe her down. Car now smells of sick and we had a 3 hour drive home today, after being woken up every 2 hours by DD (not being sick again fortunately) and then by DH snoring. Have a back full of sick covered clothes to deal with.
I haven't slept a full nights sleep since I got pg. Am knackered, have had about 4 hours sleep. Am I being unreasonable to just never leave the house again, curl up in bed with MN and trashy novels and sleep, because god knows I won't be getting any once DC2 comes along?
Urggh, sorry to have bored you with my vent. I hate travelling with kids, and especially hate staying in the same room as them. Long live the child-free wedding, that's all I can say! I just want to hibernate for the next 7 weeks