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The Grown Ups Need a Holiday Infinity Pool Holiday 15 October 2013 The grown ups need a holiday   So I’ve been thinking.   It’s time for me and the hubby to have a holiday. Alone. Together. Sans child. I feel a little bit guilty even thinking those words, let alone writing them...
Infinity Pool Holiday

15 October 2013

The grown ups need a holiday 

So I’ve been thinking. 

It’s time for me and the hubby to have a holiday. Alone. Together. Sans child.

I feel a little bit guilty even thinking those words, let alone writing them here.

It’s not that I need time away from my son, it’s that I need time alone with my husband.

Sure, we see each other all the time. But life is busy. We both work. We have a child, and families, friends, hobbies, projects, a home we like doing stuff to… a lot. It’s all good stuff. But these days it’s hard to even finish a conversation without being interrupted. 

I keep having this vision of us lying back on a deck chair on a cushy white cushion that feels like a (non-sticky) marshmallow, overlooking an infinity pool. I’m pretty sure there’s a mojito (or 2) involved. And the sun is warm, warm, warm on my skin, there’s a cloudless sky above us that is blue, blue, blue and in a half hour or so I might think about either slipping into that refreshing clear water or closing my eyes for a lovely little nap… 

Sorry, where was I?

Oh yeah. A holiday.

It’s a pretty normal feeling for this time of year. The year is winding up but we’re heading into a pretty busy time of year, with Christmas, school holidays (look out for our school holiday sanity program on the blog in the next few weeks) fast approaching.

I’d like a holiday before my holiday please.

So we’re going to ask the grandparents if they’ll have our boy for a few nights so we can head off for a long weekend. I’d love to go to Thailand, but it’s that little bit too far and we’ll only have a few nights. We thought we’d head north and pray for good weather.

One of the (many) amazing things being a parent has taught me is the value of an hour. When our son was born every minute seemed an hour. Not in a bad way, but adjusting to feeding and nurturing this little human was a huge departure from my previous life when time was my own and I could squander or spend it how I wished (for the most part).

batteriesBut as the days went by and I adjusted to this new life, I started to eke out little half hours here, fifteen minutes there and then, once his sleeping settled into something resembling a routine, whole hours! To shower and dress, drink a hot (not lukewarm or more likely cold!) cup of tea, read a magazine or watch a bit of TV or do some exercise. Sometimes it’s all you need to recharge the batteries and I’ve never really taken time for granted in the same way again.

Of course, now that he is five, he’s much more independent. In just five short years that helpless little bundle can feed and dress himself, sort out his own bathroom needs and fall asleep on his own. Glory days! It really does just get easier and easier.

But still. Though I love him so, and love being a mum, I want to imagine WHOLE DAYS to ourselves!

Yep, that’s what I am talking about.

I want to mention too that we are very lucky that we have a huge amount of support from our family. Mum and dad look after our boy (and my three-year-old twin nieces) every second Saturday night for a sleep over and keep them until midday Sunday. Then they cook a massive roast lunch for us. I know. Seriously, they’re the best.

So it’s not like we don’t ever get any downtime. But this is different. 

It feels kind of illegal to even think of having a holiday on our own, but I’m going to let go of the guilt (such an unhelpful emotion) and plan this holiday. It’s been over 5 years since we’ve had that kind of alone time and I can’t wait.

One thing I’m not looking forward to? Telling my son. We’re such a band of three that he’s not likely to be happy about it. I brought it up recently that we were thinking of doing this and he looked into my soul and said, “Mummy, you wouldn’t leave your bubba would you?”

Errr… yes?? :)

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Infinity Pool Holiday

15 October 2013

The grown ups need a holiday 

So I’ve been thinking. 

It’s time for me and the hubby to have a holiday. Alone. Together. Sans child.

I feel a little bit guilty even thinking those words, let alone writing them here.

It’s not that I need time away from my son, it’s that I need time alone with my husband.

Sure, we see each other all the time. But life is busy. We both work. We have a child, and families, friends, hobbies, projects, a home we like doing stuff to… a lot. It’s all good stuff. But these days it’s hard to even finish a conversation without being interrupted. 

I keep having this vision of us lying back on a deck chair on a cushy white cushion that feels like a (non-sticky) marshmallow, overlooking an infinity pool. I’m pretty sure there’s a mojito (or 2) involved. And the sun is warm, warm, warm on my skin, there’s a cloudless sky above us that is blue, blue, blue and in a half hour or so I might think about either slipping into that refreshing clear water or closing my eyes for a lovely little nap… 

Sorry, where was I?

Oh yeah. A holiday.

It’s a pretty normal feeling for this time of year. The year is winding up but we’re heading into a pretty busy time of year, with Christmas, school holidays (look out for our school holiday sanity program on the blog in the next few weeks) fast approaching.

I’d like a holiday before my holiday please.

So we’re going to ask the grandparents if they’ll have our boy for a few nights so we can head off for a long weekend. I’d love to go to Thailand, but it’s that little bit too far and we’ll only have a few nights. We thought we’d head north and pray for good weather.

One of the (many) amazing things being a parent has taught me is the value of an hour. When our son was born every minute seemed an hour. Not in a bad way, but adjusting to feeding and nurturing this little human was a huge departure from my previous life when time was my own and I could squander or spend it how I wished (for the most part).

batteriesBut as the days went by and I adjusted to this new life, I started to eke out little half hours here, fifteen minutes there and then, once his sleeping settled into something resembling a routine, whole hours! To shower and dress, drink a hot (not lukewarm or more likely cold!) cup of tea, read a magazine or watch a bit of TV or do some exercise. Sometimes it’s all you need to recharge the batteries and I’ve never really taken time for granted in the same way again.

Of course, now that he is five, he’s much more independent. In just five short years that helpless little bundle can feed and dress himself, sort out his own bathroom needs and fall asleep on his own. Glory days! It really does just get easier and easier.

But still. Though I love him so, and love being a mum, I want to imagine WHOLE DAYS to ourselves!

Yep, that’s what I am talking about.

I want to mention too that we are very lucky that we have a huge amount of support from our family. Mum and dad look after our boy (and my three-year-old twin nieces) every second Saturday night for a sleep over and keep them until midday Sunday. Then they cook a massive roast lunch for us. I know. Seriously, they’re the best.

So it’s not like we don’t ever get any downtime. But this is different. 

It feels kind of illegal to even think of having a holiday on our own, but I’m going to let go of the guilt (such an unhelpful emotion) and plan this holiday. It’s been over 5 years since we’ve had that kind of alone time and I can’t wait.

One thing I’m not looking forward to? Telling my son. We’re such a band of three that he’s not likely to be happy about it. I brought it up recently that we were thinking of doing this and he looked into my soul and said, “Mummy, you wouldn’t leave your bubba would you?”

Errr… yes?? :)

Share!

Have you had a break from your kids recently? How did they take the abandonment? ;)  Post in our comments section below, because we’d love to hear your thoughts… on anything! Also, don't forget to subscribe to our blog on the left hand side for your weekly updates!

As always, if too much Harley is never enough, you can find us on Facebook (where you will be showered with love, special offers and gifts - so don't miss out!), Twitter, Youtube and Pinterest too.

Thanks for stopping by, see you again soon!

Jess x 

1 THOUGHTS ON "THE GROWN UPS NEED A HOLIDAY"
Laraine Stuart On 18 Oct 2013 04:00 Said:
Lovely..... intimate ..... enjoyed!

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