Today is Wednesday. And on Sunday Vins and I are off to London for two weeks.
Yes, just the two of us. For two weeks.
He needs a new passport and apparently you can’t renew British passports over here any more. I didn’t dig too deeply to find out more information, because hey – who doesn’t want to go to London?
The thing is… I’m leaving Booni behind. Not on his own, obviously – LagosDad will be here. The nanny will be here. And my in laws will be here. So I know he’ll be very well taken care of. But I’m still worrying. What if he’s lonely? What if he misses us? What if he thinks I’ve abandoned him? LagosDad has promised to take him to playgroup at least twice a week – so at least he’ll be getting out a little.
I’ve left Vin before – once when he was 15 months and once when he was 21 months. Each time I only went for a week. And that was pretty hard. While I loved being in London, and I loved being on my own, I had the feeling that something was missing. Like a part of me was missing.
London with Vins will be….
exciting interesting. I’m used to having either LagosDad, or the nanny or my mum around to help out. So this is a first for both of us. My sister will arrive four days after us – so she’ll be there to help! And also, thank God he’s decided he likes spaghetti and pizza now – so we have a couple more meal options!
I am so excited to get out of here and escape for a couple of weeks – but now that it’s all confirmed, the nerves have set in. What if Booni’s lonely? What if he misses us? What if he thinks I’ve abandoned him? (I know, I’ve said all this already) And… What if he forgets me??
My flight back to Lagos is in about twenty-five hours. And if all goes according to schedule, I should be home at approximately nine o’clock on Monday morning.
NEVER before have I counted the hours to go back. The thought of leaving London usually fills me with dread. But this time, I can’t wait to go home.
I have enjoyed being in London. And I achieved almost everything on my list of things to do!
The things I *didn’t* do: Find shoes for Vinay or myself. And to be honest, I didn’t even look.
And I didn’t buy any clothes for myself either. Again, I barely looked. Trying on jeans was too depressing for words – so I decided not to put myself through that in multiple stores!
I arrived in London thinking about how relaxing it would be. I would watch TV shows, I would sleep for as long as I wanted and I would just chill out (between various appointments). I wouldn’t have to worry about not having electricity, the generator breaking-down or buying diesel.
I caught-up on TV shows. I’m all up-to-date with 90210 and White Collar; and started watching New Girl as well as season 2 of Hawaii 5-0.
BUT – I just couldn’t sleep. I was up at six every morning (after waking up countless times during the night) wondering about what Vinay was doing. Did he wake up crying inconsolably during the night? Did Hub remember to get diesel for the generator? Would he take him to the doctor on Friday as scheduled (yes, he did)? Is he (Vinay) eating his meals properly? Would there be power during the day? Who would take the dog out during the day?
It’s been a bit lonely. My sister has been at work every day and my parents aren’t here. I love going out and about and just walking around, but it’s something I’ve always done with my mum.
I am so lucky that I was able to come to London.
But for the first time, I missed Lagos and can’t wait to go back!