No I’m not talking about that temple of all things frozen frequented by Kerry Katona, I’m talking about the actual country. You see I’m attending the wedding of a friend who I grew up with (who is actually Icelandic, its not the latest foreign venue of choice). More significantly I’m attending on my own, we did think about taking Matilda but flights are pretty expensive and she is only 8 weeks old.
This is going to be my first nights away since she was born and to be honest not really something I’m looking forward to. In a normal week I don’t get to see much of her as I leave for work at 7am and get home at 6.30pm when she is in bed. So the weekends are precious to me and a chance to spend some quality time as a family. She is so awake and happy first thing in the morning and at the weekends I can actually spend some time playing with her.
I’ll miss her little smile with her tongue sticking out and how she sleeps on her back with her arms above her head. I may even miss changing nappies! The lady of the manor will be fine of course, she’s a complete natural at the whole being a mum thing. Plus she’ll have her mum there to help if needed. No doubt the trip is going to cost me though, I’m sure presents will get mentioned at some point….
Being a dad is more amazing that I ever thought and I don’t want to miss a second. Saying goodbye to my girls in the morning is just horrible, but unfortunately unless we win the lottery not going to work really isn’t an option is it? Not sure what the solution is here, but something has to change in the next year, I don’t want to miss Matilda growing up and all those ‘firsts’.