Last night, the boys woke up every hour or so- they alternated who needed a drink, who was crying, who needed tylenol, who was just restless and it was a ROUGH night. They are both still sick and just miserable. They both slept until 8, so we skipped breakfast in the dining hall and had oatmeal and fruit when they got up.
But they both woke up crabby. I woke up tired and also sick. We struggled to eat. We struggled to get dressed. Both kids kept bursting into tears. And then I heard over the walkie talkie, “can a lead staff come to the welcome center?! We’ve got a runner.” This is the same kid that tried to run away yesterday (who we had to CHASE and catch). So I left poor Katie with 2 half dressed/half covered in yogurt crying kids and ran to the welcome center to try to reason with a hostile 8 year old.
The first week is hard. It always is. The theory of campers is so easy. And then they get here and counselors are like, “whoa! kids don’t listen and they walk slow and everyone is swinging their towels around!” and then they burst into tears. So we have spent the last few days reassuring them they are actually doing fine and also making a long list of notes for the staff meeting of things I don’t want them to do next week.
Also, everyone at camp is currently sick.
So overall, it’s exactly how it always is and every time I have the urge to update my resume, I have to remember this is normal and I love this job. It’s a privilege to be at camp and it is SO lucky and wonderful that I have a job that allows me to see my children all day. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit this is HARD. It’s hard to know that the AMAZING lead staff is up at 6am mixing the mud pit, after bringing dry sleeping bags to cabins at 3am after a bed wetting incident, and I can’t be there to help with any of it because I’m attending to my own kiddos who need me. I am so thankful for such a hard working team who keeps camp running (while I feel like I’m barely able to get three of us out of the door fully dressed in the morning!)
And then there’s Nanny Katie, who is also keeping camp running because she is a SUPER STAR. She texts me pictures like these-
And manages to get both children to take a nap in the afternoon (they weren’t even considering that option with me!).
She also understands camp and takes initiative to help counselors, get out the tug of war rope (with a baby in her arms) to help prepare for mud pit time, and manages the boys, Olivia, and me! She steps in to help with camp programming when I have a screaming fussy baby who just wants to nurse, which means I’m unavailable to help with whatever is happening at camp.
It is such a relief to have another set of hands who understands camp and is competent and a strong leader.
I’m hoping that tomorrow we can all wake up healthy, the boys can go back to their normal easy going, happy little selves and I can stop feeling like I am constantly running behind.
We’re halfway through week number 1…. And counting down….