Strange weekends

During the approximately eight months of the year that constitute the winter (in kids’ sport terms, if not other terms), you will often find me moaning about the lack of freedom and flexibility of our weekends. Not for us weekends away or days out. Because we’re committed to sport!

Last winter wasn’t quite so bad – we’d moved on from Saturday morning football and Sunday morning rugby of the under 11s season. My boys had given up club rugby  and football had moved to Sunday afternoon. There were a few school rugby matches on Saturday mornings. There was a little bit more flexibility, but still not enough for us to have a weekend away or even a day out. Because we’re not flaky or quitters. If we commit to sport, we COMMIT TO SPORT. We don’t miss it for days out, family visiting, sleepovers etc etc like other families. It’s just not in our nature. But sometimes, just sometimes, I wanted a break.

But be careful what you wish for…

The break is here now. It’s the summer (kind of). No football and no rugby. The weekends are our own!

And they’re busy. Too busy. I’m not sure if it’s because there’s no sport or just because it’s summer, but something seems to be happening every weekend. I want to enjoy them, but they feel a bit strange.

It seems like every weekend a member or two of our family is missing and I don’t really like that. There’s endless packing, unpacking and washing to do. Sometimes it’s hard to even remember who’s at home. Then you have to remember when the returning member(s) of the family will be back, inevitably unloading a rucksack of damp, filthy clothing all over the kitchen floor and shovelling copious amounts of biscuits in their mouths. (They do feed them on Scout camp, honest!)

Scouts, Boys, Sons, 365, 366

So far, the summer has gone something like this:

  • 17th-19th June – both boys on Scout camp
  • 18th June – Mummy and Daddy watching Coldplay, daughter staying with Grandma
  • 24th-25th June – Mummy at Britmums Live
  • 24th-26th June – eldest on Explorers camp
  • 25th-26th June – daughter in dance show, Mummy at theatre with her all day on 26th
  • 1st-3rd July – Daddy and all three kids camping

So I spent two Friday nights completely alone, which is a strange feeling (although I do sleep a lot better). My husband takes the kids camping with his friend and his kids every year. It started in 2005 with just two men and two kids and they’ve never missed a year. Gradually the number of kids increased and it’s been six kids, three boys and three girls, now ranging in age from 8-16, for several years now. They used to literally just camp for a night, but in recent years they’ve started staying away for two nights and climbing mountains! They did Snowdon two consecutive years and this year it was the Brecon Beacons.

I miss them when they’re gone, the house feels way too quiet. My own space is nice for a while, but it’s a bit too long to be on my own. I also worry about them while they’re driving and while they’re walking. I know it’s silly, but that’s my entire family in a car together without me and I worry about them having an accident.

And so it will continue… This weekend I’m away from the house working all day on Saturday and Sunday and they will most likely be 12 hour days. My husband will be juggling childcare, plus a long charity bike ride.

Later in the month, my younger son will be away on Scout camp for a full week.

I’m actually starting to miss the routine of winter sport. At least I know where everyone is and we’re actually together.

Author: Sarah Mummy

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  1. Not easy to let go of our loved ones is it? It’s good practice for when the kids are older and venture even further afield without you though. I hope they all arrived home safely :o)

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    • Thanks very much! They certainly did arrive home safely 🙂 It’s good for them to have their bit of freedom, but it still feels weird!

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  2. I know what you mean about weekends being too busy. I always get to Sunday evening and wonder what happened. Wherever did the relaxing weekends I remember from pre-kids go??
    Nat.x

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    • I’m sure relaxing weekends are a myth! I can’t even remember weekends pre-kids! x

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  3. It is weird in the summer and for me, it makes no sense. I would much rather have weekends at home during the winter as I would far rather spend mornings at pitch side in the summer with the sun shining. Our weekends are absolutely crazy too at the moment, I can’t wait for the summer holidays.

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    • You’ve got a good point about the sport! It would be great to be able to watch sport in summer! I can’t wait for the summer holidays either.

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  4. I know what you mean about the weekends feeling a little different when one or more person is missing. I felt like this when Katie was away at cub camp, and I love it when we are all back together. I love that your husband still goes camping with his friend and all the kids. I bet they all have a ball, but we never stop worrying as a mother do we x

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    • They have the best time, but I”m always happy to have them home – even with all their dirty camping gear and the inevitable grumpiness from them being away! I’m so pleased we’ve got a couple of quieter weekends ahead now. x

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  5. No cricket? Weekend jobs? That’s how the boys filled our summer and the two week summer holiday

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    • They’ve never played cricket, although I suspect my younger son might take it up next summer. They’re currently too young for jobs, although I’m sure my eldest will want one after his GCSEs next year.

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