Last weekend we went away for a few days, that was 7 days ago, I think we are just about over it! When did it last take 7 days to get everyone back into sleep routines, get all washing done and finally not feel like I need another holiday to recover from it… but you know what… it’s a mad rush of toddler, baby and husband madness but I wouldn’t change it (ok maybe the three in the bed bit!)
I also don’t know when I became organiser, packer and navigator for our mini trip away. Dan came home from work a little early on Friday for us to leave and miss traffic – he wanders through the door and says “So are we ready? Car packed yea?” when did I become his mother? Ok so I get that I have to pack for OUR children and myself and make sure we have all the holiday essentials… Elsa, Anna, Sven, the emergency dummy and not forgetting the toothbrushes. As it was Dan only had to pack for himself and he forgot his toothbrush!
So the car was obviously magically packed by the fairies and we were off. It took us HOURS to get to West Wales, first there was a loo stop for little miss s, then a shopping stop for Dan, then a food stop for master r, then a side of the road layby wee stop for little miss s, then a side of the road swap the child seats round so that little miss s couldn’t reach (poke) master r and I ended up in the back, the screaming stopped!… then we got lost. Now I mentioned before that I was a navigator – apparently not a good one as mid directions Dan stopped and got out his phone for the satnav, seriously I had the map in my hand giving directions – do all partners do this?! As it was I had a mini wife strop (sooo the best kind, all with hushed swear words so the kids didn’t wake up!) the phone got put away and we did it the old fashioned way… we left at 3pm and got to Newport, West Wales at 9pm = EPIC!
This easy journey was made so much more time consuming and challenging due to the two little munchkins that pretty much make everything more time consuming and challenging… but where is the fun in easy?!
After a day on the beach both kids were totally fresh-aired out and Dan and sat on the sofa in our lovely holiday cottage, drank a beer and watched X-Factor. It got me thinking about the last time we were both on holiday without kids, ok so there was the very tearful and ‘probably a bit to early after birth’ ski trip to Norway here but the last time it was truly just the two of us was our honeymoon, our perfect honeymoon in Canada where we drove, discovered and dreamt up our future together. It made me realise how different our holidays have become…
Pre kids : stress free, relaxed chauffer driven car to the airport
Post kids : aagghhhhh car, stuff, kids, more stuff, frozen soundtrack sing-along
Pre : a night of husband and wife-ness
Post : three in the bed and the little one said ‘get out dad!’
Pre : reading books, listening to music with time to get bored
Post: reading? sitting still? bored?… crab catching, wave jumping, sandcastle building and driving on the beach!
Pre : candlelit late evening romantic meal for two
Post : early evening pizza oven special for 3 ½ followed by beer and X-factor
Pre : fish and chips to watch the sunset on the last night in silence
Post : fish and chips to watch the sunset on the last night, “mum what’s that” “mum can I have that” “mum why is the sun red” “look mum the sun plopped into the sea” “mum the sky’s awake, so I’m awake”
Going on holiday without the munchkins definitely had its upside but if I’m being totally honest, it really wasn’t as much fun – the pure happiness and pride that you get from watching your child overcome a fear of the sea and the look on their dads face when they get covered in sand ‘again’ just before getting in the car is just priceless!
Last week I received an email from an old school friend who has started up her own business as an independent travel agent, as she is independent she can book all the normal tour operators like Thomas Cook, Kuoni, Virgin, etc but can also dynamically package things that are a bit more out of the ordinary if you need that kind of service – now I can see how this could be very useful when the travel cot, buggy, backpack and hair chair just wont fit in the suitcase! I am yet to use the lovely Emma’s service as I’m not sure a friends cottage in West Wales required her help but as soon as we start looking for something a little more adventurous we will be giving her a call – and trust me I thinks she knows what she is on about, I have shamelessly facebook stalked her for a while and some of her beach and sunset pic’s are amazing – they kind of put my Porthcawl sunset a little in the shade…just! So if your thinking of booking up a holiday why not look her up… Infinite Travel
It makes me so excited for all the holidays that we have to come, I am hoping to take little miss s on a cultural trip to the ballet sometime (my big sis is some sort of prima ballerina don’t you know!) and we have a big family trip booked up for next year. It also highlights how organised you have to be once you have kids, the days of one backpack and your passport are gone you now have to either travel with the kitchen sink or go somewhere geared up for what you travel buddies require but I’m not sure I’ll ever find better travel buddies! (well that depends on if I have to map read again.. Dan may be walking!)p.s. This is my first sponsored-ish post. If any of you contact Infinite Travel for advice and all round holiday guru-ness please quote ‘everythingketchup’. Muchos Grasias! x