soap

brendan and i love going camping. it's the perfect get away from regular life. as we anticipated having a baby, we kind of wrote off doing regular summer activities (except for wolfe island music festival). but once éamon arrived and we'd started getting into the swing of things with him, we'd started giving camping some consideration and decided on a one night camping experiment. the logic was that he's small, non-mobile and is nursing, so in some senses that makes camping easy.

so we went to our favourite site at bon echo. everything went really well. éamon slept as we got set up, just hung out while we ate dinner, and slept perfectly at night. i was worried that he'd cry and wake people up, but he didn't make a peep until 7 am. i nursed him three times in the night and he slept right through them. i'm pretty proud of him :)

one surprising thing about becoming a parent is that i've become more easy going about things that would've previously made me mad. as evening was upon us, brendan went to find the flashlights and quickly discovered they'd been left behind. he'd intended to pack them – he had them at one point, but they didn't make it into the car. since there was nothing we could do about it, i didn't get mad at him, it wouldn't have changed anything. instead i just told him "don't worry about it. these things happen. we'll manage somehow". and we did. we used the screen from our camera as a light source. i'm thankful everything worked out and it didn't becoming a big thing.

my only "regret" about our camping trip was that it was so short. i wish we'd gone for longer, BUT there was no telling how éamon would be. and really, there's no guarantee that he would've been as easy going for a second night. i'm glad we quit while we were ahead.

no time left to start again.