My DH and my oldest son are currently in France staying with my parents in their house - I've stayed behind this week with the little one, as the weather forecast was non-stop rain where they are this first week and because of it's rural location, it would be very very difficult to keep the small one occupied - think an isolated farmhouse with one or two cottages nearby and nothing within walking distance - nearest swimming pool for example is a 45 min drive. So I opted to remain at home for the first week whilst the bigger ones go.
I'm due to join them on Monday - but I still don't want to leave here! I enjoy being in my home, doing nice day trips locally with the little one, and I don't want the hassle of having to drive to Dover, catch a fucking ferry, drive to the house, which is old and rambling, has no hot water (usually end up having to heat fucking saucepans on the stove for kids' baths.) It sounds like a rural idyll and it can be - I used to love it before I had kids but honestly, now i'm in mummy-mode I hate the whole hassle of it. My eldest is just approaching an age where he can enjoy a bigger adventure but i'd rather not go and stay at home, where everything sodding well works and I can control my environment. If I'm honest it's also quite nice not to have DH and the older one around - I've got the house to myself, I can keep the house tidy and I like not having them around me dominating the space all the time. Peace and quiet.
I feel I'm only going to please everyone else - my parents are already annoyed that I cancelled the first week out there - they think I was rude to do so and think the family need to be together all the fucking time - I'm far happier on my own here with the younger one. Fed up being dictated too - I wish they'd all just bugger off actually - i'm stressed just thinking about it. But if I don't go out there they'll be more drama - "see, I knew you'd bale out" etc etc
AIBU for NOT wanting to go on holiday???