Into The Unknown

I was sooo tired yesterday. All I could do when I wasn’t having to do something was close my eyes. Of course that’s impossible with a four yr old around unless you have someone to take the reigns, which I did in the form of Charlotte’s Grandad. That’s my Dad, not my partners. Peter’s folks are known as Oma & Opa. Even though I couldn’t seem to sleep (wouldn’t you know it), I did manage to rest up here and there.

Today was completely different. I was rearing to go more than usual. Just as I was about to pick up the phone to call my Mum, Charlotte chimed in, “Mum, can we see if Nanna can come and visit?” I love it when we’re tuned in like that. It’s one of those things that makes Motherhood so very special and yes, I was about to ask Mum if She’d like to come for a visit. We saw her yesterday, oh and the day before aswell. Mum is trying to give me a few breaks, so I can get things done, but especially my business studies and set up.

Anyway, I thought it would be nice to have lunch together at my favourite cafe in town. Mum won’t get to see Charlotte until after Charlotte’s operation on Friday and fortunately, She was happy to drive here again. Even if I don’t get to do some much needed work, be it cleaning the house, sorting paperwork, studying my business notes, it is always easier for some reason, with an extra person around. I can duck off to the toilet on my own when we’re out (WooHoo!) or go to the shops to grab some supplies taking 5 mins not 15.

I feel like the rest of this week is BIG for us. Tomorrow we head to Melbourne, Charlotte, Dad & I. Instead of the train, though, I now have a friend coming by to pick us up and transport us in luxury in her car to Melbourne. It just so happens this friend has a meeting at the Womens hospital which is right near the Childrens hospital and our hotel is opposite. How fortuitous. I haven’t seen my friend for quite sometime, so we’ll have two hours to catch up with one another.

We still have to catch the train home on Friday, so the packing of gear needs to take place soon because I will probably have to re-pack a dozen (slight embellishment there) times before I get it right. Normally, I can just throw anything in because I have my car, but I want to travel as lightly as possible. Dad has some extra space in his bags, so that relieves the pressure a little. I’m feeling, hmmm, can’t really put my finger on it, anxious I guess, but that doesn’t describe things properly. Nervous excitement. No, I’m not excited. Full of anticipation. That’s about as close as I can get to describing my feelings at the moment. I’m heading into the unknown as a Mum and actually if I’m honest, there is a bit of dread lurking inside me, too.

The thing that lightens my load a lot is knowing we are opposite the hospital for that early morning stint, so we don’t have to catch taxi’s, trains or trams (Now there’s a movie title perhaps? Taxi’s, trains or trams. Well, someone got away with Planes, trains & auto’s, so why not?) and I do love staying in hotels too. This one will be a particularly nice one.

So wish us luck. Not sure when I will be blogging on again, but there will be plenty to write about next time, for sure.