24 hours sans bĂŠbĂŠ

You may have read in Thursday’s post that Nick and I were off to a wedding this weekend…without Busby.

This was the first night away from Busby that we’ve had since she was born, and obviously for me, the longest I’ve been away from her since she was conceived.

I spent Friday night in floods of tears. I haven’t cried that much in a very long time (thinking back it was probably day three of Motherhood when my milk came in…). Through the waterfall on my face, I found myself sobbing and mumbling frantically at Nick that we should find a travel cot. We should find a travel cot and take her with us. I couldn’t leave her. Why did I think I could? What possessed me to be so foolish when we RSVPed three months prior?

I awoke on Saturday morning with a stonking headache (that will be the crying) and a flutter of terror in my stomach. There was nothing we could do. Good money had been spent on a hotel. We had RSVPed. My Mutti was on her way round.

We were powerless.

We had to take the plunge and do it. We had to leave Busby behind. Otherwise this would happen every time.

As I kissed her goodbye tears ran down my face. She looked at me, slightly confused. We had to leave then. I didn’t want to upset her or make her feel like something was wrong.

I cheered up considerably once the “deed” was done. My heart ached, but I knew she was in safe hands and that we’d see her the next day.

The wedding was beautiful. The Bride looked beyond stunning in her dress, the Groom gave the best grooms speech I think I’ve ever heard (the bar has been set Harding), and I had a boogie with my best friend! All in all a fantastic afternoon and evening. I only had one wobble in the evening, but a hug and some fresh air soon sorted me out, and I was back on the dance floor in no time to mime “No Scrubs” with Nick.

We are so cool.

The best thing about being away for the night? The ridiculously comfy bed, the uninterrupted night of sleep, and sharing a cup of tea in bed with Nick the next morning. It’s the small things that you really miss when you have a little person stealing the attention most of the time, and I’m glad we were able to kick back, relax and discuss something other than poo.
Hannah 

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20 Comments

  1. 29th July 2013 / 2:54 pm

    You got to discuss things other than poo? Definitely a magic moment! I’m glad you managed to enjoy yourself in the end, and that relaxing morning tea in bed sounds like heaven x

    • 29th July 2013 / 6:41 pm

      I know! It sure was magical 🙂 xx

  2. 29th July 2013 / 4:05 pm

    Hannah this sounded like a lovely time away albeit a little anxious one!

    thanks for linking up with #magicmoments

    • 29th July 2013 / 6:41 pm

      Yes, rather anxious!!

      My pleasure 🙂 xx

  3. 29th July 2013 / 5:27 pm

    I’m glad that you had a good time. I don’t think that leaving them necessarily ever gets easier, but I think dealing with it becomes easier. The first time I ever left Thomas (albeit only for four hours with his Dad) I thought about him constantly, phoned frequently and burst in to tears myself when I heard him crying on the phone. Now I leave him at nursery three times a week and although I miss him and think about him, I don’t cry or panic in the same way. We’ve only left him overnight once, but we’re away for two nights in September, so I’ll let you know if that feels a bit easier too!

    • 29th July 2013 / 6:42 pm

      Ooh two nights! You brave lady! What did you do for BritMums Live? xx

    • 29th July 2013 / 9:19 pm

      I only went on the Saturday, as I had to work Friday. And it was only an hour from home. So it was a “Daddy and Thomas” day. I didn’t see him in the evening as he was already in bed, and I found it hard not to go in and cuddle him!

  4. 29th July 2013 / 5:33 pm

    Aw lovely you sod so like me, I was just like that! Pleased you had a good time in the end and some couple time. You can go back refreshed my love. Hope Busby is ok and enjoy her now you’re back xxx

    • 29th July 2013 / 6:43 pm

      Thank you lovely lady xx

  5. 29th July 2013 / 7:55 pm

    It is hard, isn’t it? Sounds like you had a lovely time though and a cuppa without being interrupted is a dream!

    • 30th July 2013 / 8:22 pm

      It really was 🙂 xx

    • 30th July 2013 / 8:23 pm

      Thanks Dani 🙂 xx

  6. 29th July 2013 / 9:35 pm

    It took us 7 years to have a night free of all children (actually I did have a night in a labour ward, Does that count?). I unfortunately do not have any relatives close enough or able enough to take the kids on. I had to rely on a friend last Christmas and I LOVED it! Well done on taking the plunge x

    • 30th July 2013 / 8:23 pm

      7 years??? Wow!!

      Thanks 🙂 xx

  7. 30th July 2013 / 6:11 pm

    Sounds like you had a fab time! Well done for not bottling it 😉 #MagicMoments

    • 30th July 2013 / 8:23 pm

      Thank you 🙂 It was great 🙂 xx

    • 30th July 2013 / 8:24 pm

      Thanks love 🙂 xx

  8. 6th August 2013 / 5:48 am

    Very brave! I’m sure the occasional break makes us better mummies. Having said that, I haven’t had a night away from my baby yet, ten months on. Perhaps something to arrange…

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