Many people would baulk in horror at the thought of going to a festival when pregnant, I however don’t see an issue with it at all. Maybe it’s because many of my fellow mummy friends (who have never been to a festival) think that I will be spending the weekend covered head to toe in mud, surrounded by drunk people and being bashed around in a mosh pit.
It’s about being sensible and choosing the best one for your needs, Reading was a scream when I was 18, but at 31 with a bump it wouldn’t be quite as much fun. Even without being pregnant I think I am need of a more chilled and laid back festival experience.
We planned to go to Camp Bestival because I had read it was family focused, ideal for us. When I signed up for the 6 months payment plan last September, we were planning to try for a second baby so knew that I might be pregnant by the time it came round and neither of us were fazed by it.
As it happened we also came across another local festival, a new venture by the Norwich Rocks setup, called Playfest. We planned to go with friends of ours who knew the organisers and it was originally going to be a weekend of drunken debauchery while the children were at home with their grandparents. Then I found out I was pregnant again so that plan went out the window!
Our friends ended up only being able to go for one day and their babysitter had let them down so we decided to take our daughter along as well as a dry run for Camp Bestival.
I was 7 weeks pregnant at the time and although I wasn’t throwing up all over the place I felt constantly sick and tired all the time yet I was still determined to have a good time, I just made sure that I was very sensible and took it easy.
* Took my green chair so I could sit down as much as possible.
* Took a bottle of flavoured sparkling water with me and consumed that throughout the day.
* Used antibacterial hand gel regularly.
* Ate sensible food such as a jacket potato with cheese and beans (I tend to stick to veggie food at festivals)
* Kept clear of people who were smoking and stayed out of the smokey tents.
* Knew my limits with dancing, I could only manage a 10 minute boogie in the dance tent not the usual 3 hour marathon.
We wandered around a bit, and because it was a small site it meant not too far to walk. In the day we were able to have a bit of a dance and chill out and listen to music but in the evening it got a bit more hardcore.
We left around 10.30ish and went straight to bed when we got in. I woke up in the morning feeling like I had a massive hangover, every body part ached and I was soooo tired. I was meant to be going to the Fairy Fair that day but could not face the car drive to North Norfolk so sadly I had to stay at home.
It made me wonder, would I have been the same if I had of been camping there? Would I have been as tired? Who knows… but after this experience my advice would be to pace yourself and rest as much as you can, don’t keep pushing on if you don’t feel up to it.
The first trimester is hard enough without putting too much pressure on yourself.
Read my other blog post on Pregnancy Fashion for Festivals