Weddings and Toddlers Don’t Mix!

A year ago today O went to his first wedding…

One of the best things about being a teacher is that when you’re invited to a wedding on a random Tuesday in the middle of August you can agree to go without worrying about how to get the time off work. Unfortunately the same can’t be said for the Big Mr, but it seemed a lovely way for me and O to spend some quality time with my family.  The plan was that we would camp for two nights with my brother and his family in the Cotswolds, whilst the grandparents stayed in the posh hotel down the road. Lovely!

As the time got closer the realities of camping with a not quite 2 year old, on my own, whilst preparing for a wedding started to, quite frankly, terrify me. So I have to admit, I chickened out and booked us into a lovely B&B for the night before the wedding so we would only need one night under the stars.

A fairly uneventful journey and a few hours later we pulled up in the beautiful village of Bibury. It is quite honestly one of the most gorgeous places I’ve even been and we stayed in one of the lovely rooms at the Catherine Wheel pub.  By this point O was not happy after spending three hours sat in a car so wasn’t overjoyed at having to sit in his highchair for dinner.

Luckily I had what used to be my secret weapon. When all else fails, get out the balloons. Even better, punch balloons. My G&T was taken out in one expert hit and sent sliding across the table, thanks O! Drink replaced and all drinks cleared off the table to allow balloon punching space. Second G&T fell off the slanted windowsill Nana had though it would be a good idea to place it on. The third G&T was knocked over by my brother passing a plate, and my dads face was a picture. Pretty sure he thought we were doing it just to wind him up. As if I’d waste one (let alone 3 gins) on winding him up! After 3 G&T’s, I’d only managed 2 sips it was obviously not meant to be!

A rushed dinner and it was time the kid and I took ourselves off to bed. Now my little man is a sleepy wriggler. Fine when he was in the confines of his cot, but when sharing a double bed with his mum, not so great. We managed the night with only one head first dive off the side (shhh, don’t tell Daddy), so I’d say a success.

On the wedding day O was up and dressed in his new outfit (and he did look cute), me in my fanciest frock and we were ready to go. The thing with toddlers is they won’t sit still for long, especially if there is nothing going on. We were ushered into the church minutes after arriving, and thought “Great, perfect timing”. But no, half an hour later we were still sitting there and O was getting bored. In the bride came, looking beautiful and the ceremony began. On reaching the point where the vicar asks for any reason why the couple may not be married O chose that moment to shout “More bic bic!”

Bless the vicar for seeing the humour and replying “Unfortunately, I can’t take that as a valid reason”. As the couple said there loving vows O wanted to be off so a quick exit was needed, just in time for the rain to arrive. Sat outside, in the rain, with a stroppy toddler was not how I had pictured the day.

The day went from bad to worse. O refused to sit in his high chair at the wedding breakfast, refused to eat, wanted to be picked up, but when he was squirmed to be put down, shouted through the speeches, ran away when taken outside, and generally drove me potty! Defintely not the cute little wedding date I’d imagined when we had the invite.

Eventually he started to lose some of the energy, the signal it was time for bed. So while the other guests partied away we headed for our tent and tucked ourselves in. As my little man snuggled into me to sleep, the stress of the day started to melt away, especially when my brother brought me a glass of wine and hog roast bap to enjoy. Big brothers have got to be useful for something.

Admittedly toddlers can look very sweet at weddings, but next time I’m leaving mine at home.

Happy 1st Wedding Anniversary to my cousin and his wife!



  1. pottymouthedmummy
    August 13, 2014 / 11:45 am

    This is such the topic at the moment. H has never been invited to weddings, aside from one when he was 3 months old and was an absolute angel! So for me I always get a bit aggy not having the choice to bring my own child with me (especially as I barely see him in the week too). We’re off to France this weekend for a wedding and H isn’t invited so 4 days without us. Will be tough. BUT trying to focus on some time with the hub xx
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  2. Notmyyearoff
    August 13, 2014 / 2:32 pm

    Hehe this really made me chuckle, especially your 3 poor drinks!! Weddings are like defcon one levels of stress with Z. He absolutely loves it, which means we are chasing him around the entire venue for all of the day (or evening).
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  3. August 13, 2014 / 3:07 pm

    Aww it can be so hard having toddlers at these things, they just don’t understand, or care, why they have to be quiet! At my brother’s wedding last year Monkey snored his way through the ceremony (slightly better than screaming) and after doing a no.2 and needing a ‘discreet’ nappy change outside during speeches he decided to make a run for it bare bottomed, right behind the top table! My sister in law and I aren’t exactly close and I thought she would go mad about it but thankfully she forgave us! We are off to a wedding next week and happily leaving Monkey to be looked after by grandparents this year 🙂 xx #sharewithme
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  4. Jenny
    August 13, 2014 / 5:01 pm

    Weddings and toddlers are so hard been there twice. But at the same time you want family to see them and be a part of it. But travelling and wedding with a toddler is even harder. They don’t understand why they have to be quiet and sit still and we are almost there. etc. Bless them. We do put them through lots for the sake of it all don’t we? Ahhh so sweet that your brother thought of you with wine and hog that’s so awesome. Thanks for linking up to Share With Me #sharewithme
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  5. Heledd
    August 13, 2014 / 8:47 pm

    Weddings are very few and far between for us these days but when they do come along, I get very excited by the prospect. I know I’m guaranteed a rare romantic day with my husband – a beautiful ceremony, followed by a few drinks, a nice meal and some dancing. I do love a good dance! And so, as much as I love our family days and spending time with my beautiful daughters, for me weddings are strictly for adults only! Unless of course it’s a very close family member’s wedding!

    Bless O he looks so cute in his wedding outfit xx

  6. August 14, 2014 / 7:38 am

    Such a gorgeous post. I love that I nodded along with everything you were describing, though we’ve not taken Littel E to a wedding, but I would dread it if we were invited as she sounds exactly the same. I’m dreading a four hour flight we have soon! I also loved how you were able to just lie back in your tent and relax with your gorgeous boy after rather a traumatic day. You put everything well and truly back into perspective. And how cool to have your brother too! Sounds like the perfect ending to a pretty hectic though lovely nonetheless, day. Xxx
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  7. ChildofLondon
    August 14, 2014 / 8:27 am

    We’ve got our first wedding with an 11 month old coming up and I’m feeling pretty nervous. I think it’s the shouting out during the vows I’m most worried about – at least your vicar was good humoured about it. He looks very cute in that last picture – I think it’s how most guests look at the end of a wedding! x

  8. August 17, 2014 / 8:49 pm

    Well you know my thoughts on the matter but it does make for good blog materrial right! I love O for shouting more bic bic at such a crucial moment lol
    The bits about the G&T’s made me want to weep though. R.I.P xx
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