It's often said that after you have a baby, you can't do all the things you used to. I'd refine that a little bit to say that while you can still do anything you like if you really want to, you can't do those things as often and you can't do them in the same way. One of the things me and Mrs J used to enjoy doing every summer was going to a music festival or two. Following a year off when Mrs J was heavily pregnant, we're getting back into it next week with a visit to the Green Man Festival in south Wales. G is coming too.
That bit about not doing things in quite the same way will definitely hold true. For a start we're going to what should be a much more low-key event than our more regular festivals of years gone by, such as Reading, Leeds and Glastonbury. And we can't really get away with drinking industrial quantities of cider all day, interspersed with regular naps, because we've got a little person to take care of. G, of course, is allowed naps, although the cider is still a few years off.
I'm not sure how camping with the wee one at a music festival is really going to work. It might all be a bit of a nightmare, especially if it rains and she can't sleep properly. But there's not much we can do about that until next weekend. In the meantime, we're amusing ourselves by getting G kitted out for her first festival experience. The photo above shows her in her new waterproof suit. We've also got some pink ear-defenders for her. She just needs some wellies, and she'll be good to go.