Holiday Tomance - ON HOLD

Back to reality

My first shift in the cafe with full on morning sickness was definitely not a blast but at least I got through it and even managed to eat something which was definitely a bit of a bonus. Shirley had even managed to get one of the arcade girls to swap all of her shifts with me so I always going to be in the arcade until the end of season so at least hopefully it would give me some time for the sickness to start to calm down. It meant that I would be sat down and there would be no eggs or coffee to make me want to throw up.

Other than the morning sickness, a few other mild symptoms and swapping all shifts to the arcade, things were feeling as though they were starting to return to normal. Reality felt as though it was kicking back in. Things between Tom and I were better than they had been before and only getting better by the day.

I was now nearly 7 weeks pregnant and I couldn't get enough of brown sauce, I ate it with everything and to be honest I think it was becoming an obsession that Tom wasn't impressed by. Especially when he saw me add it to a chicken chow mein and spaghetti bolognese. I had lost track of how many bottles I had already gone through and Shirley always brought me a bacon butty with brown sauce and extra brown sauce for dipping my crusts in while I was in the arcade.

We were almost at the end of the season, although most parks stay open until November Shirley likes to close just after October half term so that she is able to go and grab a few weeks in the sun herself. This year she was heading off to Bulgaria for a fortnight while Tom, Kai and I started the shut down and prepping ready for the maintenance and anything that needed doing to the vans for us to be able to open back up in February.

Tom had been pulling a few extra shifts here and there and neither him nor Shirley would allow me to take on any extra shifts in the arcade or the laundry. Both of them were taking really good care of me, it was never like this last time and that helped ease the stress and worrying that I was feeling from time to time.

Things were feeling, and I hate to say it for fear of jinxing it but things were feeling normal and natural. Due to my previous loss though the doctors had decided that they would keep an eye on me even though the loss before was due to an accident. It gave me a piece of mind to know that so many people were looking out for me and baby.

It was our last day off before we had a busy day of preparing for an influx of half term holidayers. Tom and I both had the day off and Tom had made sure that he didn't have any extra shifts. We stayed in bed until late, showered and spent the day chilling out on the sofa watching a load of movies we had bought from the charity shop. There was one local and Tom had moved all of his stuff into my van now including his DVD player so I had plenty to do when I resting. Anybody would have thought that I was ill not pregnant.

If this really was my reality though I have to admit that I don't think that I would ever want this to change. Tom and I were chilling on the sofa just having a casual chat, things were good, they were nice. I was sat upright on the sofa and Tom was laying across the sofa with his head in my lap.

"Babe? Have you managed to speak to the guy from the other site yet? Do you think that he will have anything for me to do over the Winter?"

"He has a few shifts for you just cleaning a few of the caravans interiors, making sure they are all stripped down of their curtains and sofa covers. Do you think that you will be ok doing that? You haven't got to wash the softs, just strip everything down and bag it up for some of the others to collect on the buggy."

"Sounds good to me. When do you think that he will want me to start that? What sorts of things will you be doing for him on site? Will you be on at the same time as me? You know what my anxiety can be like."

"He wants us to start end of November, unlike Shirley he stays open to the end. I'll be fixing anything that's broken, collecting the bags of furnishings on the buggy and we will be there at the same time so you don't need to worry about that. Things are all good babe, you really do have nothing too worry about. We are all set to bring in some extra money and the ball is rolling on somewhere to live as well, so you honestly don't need to worry about anything."

For the first time in a long time it really did feel as though Tom was right and I didn't have anything too worry about. But we all know what happens when we relax and I think that we are all aware of things going too smoothly.