Summer Camp


So yesterday myself and mini-me’s dad shared the driving on a 10hr round trip to Wales… The 2nd time in 3 days. Why? Because our baby was at Summer Camp and wanted to come home. We had a phone call on Tuesday, 2 days after dropping her to Camp. She said she wasn’t having fun and was cold and wet and wanted to come home. I believed that she was cold and wet, I didn’t believe that she wasn’t having fun. I was prepared to leave her for another day (until Wednesday) and assess the situation after another phone call… But she had cried and so her Dad wanted to leave immediately and drive to Wales…. I talked him off the ledge, convinced him that driving to Wales at 8pm on Tuesday night wasn’t in anybody’s best interest and that there was a 90% chance that she was ok and had maybe exaggerated a little. After much backing and forthing he eventually agreed that we would leave on Wednesday morning, he wasn’t prepared to wait for a lunchtime phone call, so I relented and was woken by him at 7.15 asking if I was ready… *side-eye*


By 9am we were en route, a nap a coffee and a packet of biscuits later I was awake, the fact that he kept shouting “we’re coming baby!!” probably aided my alertness o_O

Let me fill in the blanks of how we got to this point…

A conversation with a friend about Summer Camp sparked my interest, it sounded like so much fun! I spoke to mini-me and her Dad and they both agreed it sounded like the best time ever and she was excited about going. Until we got there on Sunday afternoon… As we unloaded her bags she said “I think I’ve changed my mind”. I told her that it would be fine and once she settle in she would have fun, however if she hated it, it wasn’t intended as a punishment so she didn’t have to stay.

I walked to the car with tears in my eyes making sure not to look back at her (cos I obviously would’ve Fireman lifted her over my shoulder and ran home) thinking “OMG! What have I done? I didn’t think this through… I’m going to traumatise my only child.”


When you only have one child the mistakes can’t be made up elsewhere… lol

Through my tears I began the drive back to London. Every time we hit traffic I turned to her Dad who at this point was saying “she’ll be fine, she’ll love it” and said “it’s a sign, we should go back and get her, we can’t leave her here, we should go back, she’s only 9, why would you let me do this?!”


His response was “Are you ok to drive, do you want me to take over?”

Fast forward a few days, one phone call, a role reversal and me going “I’m sure she’s fine, it’s cos she’s a bit cold, I bet you she’s having a great time”.

While he’s planning a covert break, enter and extraction from Summer camp in the middle of the night.

When we got there, her face and hands were dry, (despite the family size tub of cocoa butter I packed) she was smiling, chatting to her friends and was in one piece.

Her Dad was oblivious to everything; she’d told him that she wanted to come home and since she’d uttered those words at 19:35hrs on Tuesday 2nd August his one mission in life was to get her home.

Mission accomplished!

She spent the journey home telling us about all the people she’d met and all the activities she’d taken part in, some that were scary but she’d done anyway, others that were hard but she’d managed to complete, some that were just fun from beginning to end. She did mention being able to feel the springs in her mattress (Princess and the Pea comes to mind!), the lack of food (my child will eat all day if you let her) and being wet (rain literally makes her cry, however if you throw water in her face from an Evian bottle it is the most fun EVER!) but all in all I think the good outweighed the bad. Maybe she was too young? Maybe she was too wet? Maybe she was too hungry? Who knows… Would I send her again? Absolutely. Would I participate in another emergency extraction? Absolutely.

10 Responses
  • Krystal Miller
    August 8, 2016

    Awww bless! I think I’d be like you! My head spins constantly between blubbering sooky mama and the tough mama! Xx

  • Paradise
    August 6, 2016

    Reads more like the narratives of black parenthood—not just motherhood.

    Loved the “…While he’s planning a covert break, enter and extraction from Summer camp in the middle of the night.”

    Sounds like a convo or opportunity was missed if indeed upon arrival her spirit and attitude had changed for the better. But all-in-all, at least ALL OF YOU had an experience that resulted in a positive test of determination, commitment, resolve and prioritising that which is most important.

    Great read.

  • Nikita | Being Mamma Bear
    August 5, 2016

    I guess 9 is a confusing age (I don’t remember. It was a long time ago for me :P) and as parents, I understand why you thought it was necessary to get her back home. Maybe when she’s slightly older she will be able to enjoy the camp more than she did this time.

    Looking forward to reading more of your stories. 🙂


  • My Closet Journey
    August 5, 2016

    LOVED reading this ! Fantastic!

  • Storm
    August 4, 2016

    Love it! Mines only 6 months and I get the same feeling leaving him in his own bed Hahah. Is he alright, should we get him while at the same time fiercely telling my husband to leave him to cry it out.
    Can’t wait until summer camp time

  • Tina
    August 4, 2016

    That sounds so hard! I think you did the right thing 🙂 great post!

  • Sareta
    August 4, 2016

    Haha, I’m only laughing because we’re in the same situation. The eldest went to camp for the first time last Sunday. I worried, he rung day 4 after he got hurt, I panicked- but it all worked out. I think these camps give kids the opportunities to think for themselves and grow without us looking out for them. Win-win- it’s all character building experiences X

  • Yinka
    August 4, 2016

    Such a great read and the partnership between you two as parents clearly works. Keep it up, you’ll be rewarded for it xx

  • JEY
    August 4, 2016

    Fantastic read. There is nothing ever wrong with natural instincts. You will all take this experience to the end of time with you and for that, every decision made was a good one.

  • Lucy
    August 4, 2016

    Ratings, ratings you were all very brave in the first place. Amazing the bit that made me feel sad is that her skin was dry!!! #blackskinmatters. I lol’d at the thought of your fireman lifting baby girl!!

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