As some of you may know, my little buddy and I are travelling to the Philippines for a sweet family holiday, and I admit that I am worried about a lot of things in conjunction with this trip. I never felt this way when I knew that my husband would be around, but now since it is going to be just me and my baby, the worries are eating away at me.
For one, I am worried about my baby maybe having difficulty adjusting to the very hot weather in the Philippines. I just don’t know how he will take 30 degrees Celsius or more on a continuous basis, particularly given the high tropic humidity that goes along with it.
I am also worried about our long haul flight. He has flown with me before but never over such a long distance. And since he is becoming ever more active I am not sure what to expect with him on this flight. He is so curious right now and has been walking for three months now that I am afraid he might be hard to contain on the airplane.
I am worried about his food. As some of you know, he is suffering from allergies against a wide range of foods which basically almost makes him a vegan. So to find appropriate nutritional choices for him is not always easy. And I am afraid that locating the food and ingredients that he depends on may turn out to be even more difficult once in the Philippines. Given his allergies there is more to worry still. What if he accidentally eats something that he is allergic to?
I also worry about him not getting proper rest and sleep. Since we will be on vacation, I expect us to be out and about with my family most of the time. And little patuting is going to be continuously showered with lots of attention and entertainment by my family most of whom will be seeing him for the first time.
I am worried about how I will take care of him when we are surrounded by our loving family. You know, putting him to sleep when my cousins (e.g) still wants to play with him or so?
I am worried about his sleeping pattern. We are on a perfect sleeping pattern at the moment. He sleeps through the night by now, which means I am getting my eight hours of sleep for the first time in twelve months.
I am worried about him forgetting about his crib where he has been sleeping for the past four months. I finally have space to stretch my legs because my baby boy has been sleeping in his crib. So what if he won’t like his crib anymore once we are back? Not that I don’t want him beside me but he gets a good and blissful sleep in his crib better than in our bed. He tends to wake up when we move, so his getting used to his crib has been a blessing.
I am worried that he may not obey listen to me anymore, since he will be showered with so much love and affection on our vacation. You see, right now, we are both getting a proper rest. He sleeps in his crib when I ask him to sleep in the morning, in the afternoon and in the evening without any problem. So what if he starts crying again when I ask him to sleep in his crib?
To be honest, I’ve got a lot more to say but I just think that it will take a lot of pages to finish. So I’ll end it now. I am worried! Hubby is preparing, packing and doing everything for me. Making it easier for us and making sure that I will not be stressed out. He even printed me a note with all the information needed to fill out the arrival forms for immigration and customs so that I don’t have to worry about it anymore. But I am still worried. Not just about my baby but the whole trip. I am not used to travelling alone anymore and I think it is a huge deal for me. I am so dependent on my husband. I’ve lost my own identity, I am no longer Lamielle who does it all by herself and is never afraid. I am now Lamielle who depends and lest hubby do everything while I sit and relax. So wish me luck! I hope to beat all these worries before we fly next week. And I hope to remember everything my husband said to watch out for.
love and laughter!
