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I have said time and time again that I would like some time away. I really felt like I needed a break.
He has had a couple of ‘lad trips’ and I wanted the same.
So, I booked a trip away and waited with aniticipation.
I am writing this post from the plane as I make my way to our destination. I should be excited and happy to have a break away.
Instead I feel ‘break’ guilt.
I already miss my two monkeys and the hubby. I only left them an hour ago.
It makes me wonder, why is that?
I have worked hard this year and everyone has encouraged me to go and enjoy the break.
However, I still feel terrible for leaving them.
I am going to admit, I am not very good at leaving the kids. I always feel like this. Every. Time.
I like to have them nearby and I hate the thought that they might fall or be sad and I wont be there to comfort them.
Two days is definitely my limit when it comes to being away.
As the morning rolled on, I had a strange mix of guilt and excitement in the pit of my stomach.
It is so good to have a break, so I really wish I was not so hard on myself. I wish I was able to relax before I leave.
As I was dropped off at the airport, it was heartbreaking to walk away.
Bob L was holding his hand up at the window and I could see his bottom lip going. He had asked me repeatedly throughout the day if he could come with me. It didn’t help that he had assumed I was going to visit Grandma. In his mind that is where we go when we get on a plane.
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But, going away child-free has its major benefits. Here are a list of things that I took for granted before having children which now feel like a treat.
- Packing: Oh what a luxury it is to pack for one. Just pick a few things and you are good to go. Not quite sure how I still managed to forget some essential items!
- One Bag: It is very nice to arrive at the airport and just go through security with a small suitcase. Very nice again to not have to wait at the other end for your suitcase.
- Plane peace: We are very lucky to have a couple of seasoned travellers with our two. This is partly due to living in mainland Europe, so we go back to the UK to visit frequently. Despite the fact they are good on a plane, it is still nice to just sit down, write a few words on a laptop and enjoy an onboard coffee.
- Evening out: It is lovely to arrive at the destination, have a shower and head out for food and drink.
Now that I am here the guilt has faded and I am having a lovely time, on the agenda today is a sneaky shopping trip (don’t tell hubby!).
In the mean time, back home, Daddy Day Care is in charge! They are coping considerably well, in fact bedtime seemed to be a breeze last night and I am feeling rather jealous – that never happens when I am there!!!
Holiday always means chaos in our house. Our holiday for this year is now over, we are home and just about managing to overcome the after-holiday blues.
As I mentioned in my post before we went, organisation isn’t a strong point when it comes to going on holiday.
However this time, it was so unorganized it was exceptional!
It all started with confusion around the date we were going on holiday. We had assumed we were on holiday Saturday-to-Saturday. However, we then noticed that on our booking confirmation it had us arrive on the Sunday. Uh oh!
Originally we had thought about going away a few days earlier and stopping halfway, which we decided against due to a pesky bathroom draining our holiday money away. At this point we were pretty glad we had decided not to.
So we started to think that we were leaving on the Sunday. Queue me sitting back on the Friday evening, thinking I have a whole day left to finish packing and be the queen of travelling. Organised. Not flustered. Packed.
Panic Stations and Chaos
Then on Saturday morning, hubby got up with the kids. For some reason, hubby decided to double check the booking. He looked at the attachment we were sent and noticed that it said Saturday.
Hubby comes running up the stairs, shouting, “we need to pack, we are leaving today”.
I jumped out of bed in a panic.
We thought we had the whole day to organised ourselves.
We were going to spend the day smugly packing. Instead we were rush packing and faced a 6 hour car journey!
While I was packing, I suddenly feared that due to all this mix up we would turn up and have no where to stay.
Which one was correct, the email or the attachment?
So, we called the farm to confirm our booking was available from the Saturday.
It was indeed booked for them, so rush packing it was, with half-dressed kids and a stressed out mummy.
Finally we managed to everything and everyone in the car and we were on our way.
Have you got the passports?
As we reached the autobahn, I said to the hubby: “I assume you picked up the passports?”
His reply was “no”.
ARGHH!!!!! More chaos and panic…
By this point we were already on the motorway, so we had to wait until the next junction, turn around and go home.
This is not the first time we have forgotten the passports, you would think we would have learnt our lesson by now!
Eventually we were properly on our way.
6 hours and one trip to MacDonald’s later, we finally arrived at our destination, hoping that we had not forgotten anything else.
As we arrived at the farm, we were blown away as we turned down the road towards the farm, which was surrounded by fields and stunning scenery.
The farm was perfect for little ones. There was a play-park to burn of any excess, a treehouse, go-carts and a sandpit. This provided a perfect opportunity to let them stretch their legs after a long journey.
Where we stayed was a working farm and the kids loved the tractors, cows, chickens, horses, cats and dogs.
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The farm had a spa facility too. A bit of a result for mummy!
We immediately felt the homely vibe. It didn’t take long to unpack and we were soon settling down with a glass of wine.
For the first point that day, we were glad we had arrived on the Saturday therefore giving us an extra day of the holiday.
Anyway, it just meant the stressful day was over and done with!
Want to know what happened in our holiday? Pop back later on in the week for all the info!
Want to see more photos from our time away? Then check out our Instagram.
Are we the only ones to be this disorganised when it comes to holidays? Let me know in the comments.
For those that have bought The Rabbit who wants to fall asleep and loved it, look away now. After speaking to others who have read this book I am beginning to wonder if it is like marmite….
I am not a fan of marmite and I was not a fan of this book.
Premise – The Rabbit who wants to fall asleep
When I bought this book , I was dealing with one of the boys refusing point blank to stay in bed at night.
It would be a 2 hour struggle before he went to sleep. Coming down the stairs every two seconds with an ever expanding list of issues; hungry, missing a sock, wondering what happened to the toy he was playing with 3 weeks ago…..
Mummy would then need to solve the problem and return child to the bed. I would then begin the countdown until his little cheeky face peeked around the door once more.
Great for my fitbit, not so much for my patience.
One day I was browsing Amazon and I started reading about this book. Apparently it should send children into a wondrous slumber.
Upon further investigation I read this:
Do you struggle with getting your child to fall asleep?
In The Rabbit Who Wants To Fall Asleep you will follow Roger The Rabbit when he gets help from Uncle Yawn and other friends to fall asleep in the evening. Your child is quickly compelled by the story and falls asleep when you read it or after. The story is in a lovely way sleep-inducing and helps children all over the world to fall asleep.
This is a new safe and innovative way to help your child fall asleep and is recommended by psychologists and therapists. The Rabbit Who Wants To Fall Asleep will help you accomplish the task of getting your child to have its beauty sleep and sleep well all night.
“Have you ever struggled to help your child get to sleep and wished that you had a magical spell? Carl-Johan’s enchanting book will soon have your young ones dreaming.”
– Matt Hudson, Bestselling author and psychotherapist
Magic spell you say? Enchanting book you promise? Sleep well at night?
I quickly bought it and I anticipated that all our problems would soon be over.
Bob D: “I don’t know this book mummy, have we read it?” ***the answer to this question is yes, quite a few times. This shows you how memorable it is***
Bob L: “Eh, I quite like rabbits…” – when prompted if there was anything else he liked about the book, L said: “no”.
By now, I am sure you have got the idea that we are not a fan of this book and I am sure you are wondering why.
My boys are three. They love books with bright pictures and where we can chat about what we see.
We sometimes spend more time doing that than reading the actual story.
This book is deliberately plain, with unexciting pictures and I understand this is to stop children getting over-excited at bedtime.
I get it. I really do.
However, it was so plain the boys were completely uninterested in it to begin with. Trying to get them to sit down and listen was a challenge. Which is falling at the first hurdle really, isn’t it?
They would just run about the room or talk among themselves.
I thought it was too bland. So much so it was – dare I say it – boring…
Not only that but the plot was not fast moving, and dragged on a little too much. The boys lost interest by the end of the first page.
However, it is not all gloom and doom, I did like the positive message regarding love and security. And I do like the idea of a calm and relaxing book at bedtime.
Overall, I think this book will be remaining forever more on the book shelf. Gathering dust. However I did give it a couple of points for the positive message and general concept in a bid to keep this review a little bit more balanced.
Have you read this book?
What did you think of it?
What are your favourite, relaxing, bedtime books?
I recently wrote a little poem about having twins. It was originally published on #huffpost and Instagram but wanted to put it on the blog for anyone that missed it: