it rained... and then it poured...

On our camping trip that is... And just when I thought it couldn't rain any harder... it did.  LilM and I went up early... because I'm impatient like that... And Mr.Man came up when he got off work.  It all went seemingly well... until I tried to unfold the 'MONSTER' tarp I had insisted MrM purchase in the event it rained... so that we did not get all sogged out... Now keep in mind... when I booked this trip the week prior... there were nothing but sunny days in the forecast.. But around here... that can change at a moment's notice... and this past weekend was no exception.  So.. the tarp comes out... and that was a nightmare... Note to self: when 3 months pregnant, do not attempt to set up camp on your own, it will only result in frustration, aggravated by raging hormones.  I thought they had started to subside, but add a touch of stress, and apparently they begin to rage again.  Bad plan.... very very bad plan. 

While on the subject of making notes to myself... there are a few more I'd like to add.... to anyone out there thinking of becoming pregnant, or currently pregnant... and planning to go camping.... beware... that putting a tarp up with your sig other... is a true test to the strength of your compatibility.  And I'm not gonna lie people... it was a little concerning at first... I wasn't sure we were going to pull through... I had to get a grip on my control issues hormones but we made it.... with a few minor tantrums on my part.... and a few tarp adjustments also made by me... while MrM was 'at the store' (insert evil laugh and grin)... Now onto the sleeping arrangement.  We have a blow up mattress... a lovely double that the box swore was a queen.  There was nothing queen about this mattress... and best of all... it's ability to hold air... was... well lets just say it was compromised by about 2 in the am..... Not so nice for the pregnant lady sandwiched in between one large MrM and a not so stationary 5 year old who likes to snuggle VERY close to mommy.

Did I mention I've quit coffee?  Only temporarily while my body is host to the little person of course... mhmmm.... no coffee whilst camping... bleh!  I find it hard enough to wake up when I climb out of my comfy bed after a heartburn filled bathroom break riddled sleep... Now envision climbing out of a tent... and starting the day with nothing but the sugaryist juice you can find to give you that kick start... it leaves a little sumthin sumthin to be desired IYKWIM...  And the trips to the bathroom, at 10, 12, 2 and 5.... a little creepy.... in the middle of the woods.... with a failing flashlight.... grrrrrrrr

So enough with the complaining.  Usually I can tough it out... when armed with a good stiff coffee in the am... and a good stiff drink in the pm... but since I was without either.... I have to say that all in all... it was a 'bonding' experience.  By the last day we finally saw some sunshine and spent the better part of the day at the waterslides.  LiLM had a blast on this trip (for the most part with a few tantrums in between... there was one point I was sure I was going to pack up and leave... having only one child... well... makes for 2 things.... a played out mommy... who simply gets tired of playing the entertainer... or one very bored child)  Can't wait for this unborn child to turn 3.... lol.... So.... we roasted a billion marshmallows, enjoyed the chirping birds as our sounding alarm that it was time to rise, and really despite the soggyness of it all, had a good time. 

Now with all that sugary sweetness in the above mentioned paragraph, I am convinced that the cabin life is indeed the life for me.  Tents are out! 

3 more sleeps til my girl comes home... the next two weeks she will have some extended stays with her dad... since he is on holidays....