Hope you had an amazing Easter break? Ours was great, although a huge challenge to juggle work and children. I really enjoyed just hanging out in Nottingham with the kids for once. It was a chance to reconnect, to recharge some flagging batteries and to rethink. Having worked hard on some travel blogging press trips as a family we kept our days out low key, and the photos too. Although we did go to one blogging event, Next’s Summer 14 for Kids day, more on that in another post. hello
Max found having the kids at home full time a challenge to his normal sleeping routine. Greyhounds, contrary to popular belief, are very lazy, a couple of short walks a day and a lot of sleeping. The garden however, opened up as another place to doze in peace.
Both kids mastered bike riding this holiday, I can’t tell you how long this has felt in coming, but it really is one of those things you need to give time – and we’ve been away so much. I will write a post about how we cracked it, because there were some valuable lessons learnt. I was so proud that having mastered it, L decided to convince G he could do it to, it was magical watching her teach him. Over the Easter weekend we headed off with the caravan to Oakhill Leisure in Lincoln. It was a last minute and we weren’t sure, but it turned out to be a great find by Mr A. A lovely site with a playground, these nets, 20 acres of woodland and a huge field to run wild in.We didn’t see much of the kids, being a kid at a caravan site means riding your bike (hurrah at last!) and playing out all day. All the things I took for granted growing up in the 80s on a cul de sac. We walked all the way round a huge lake and felt a huge sense of achievement. Bigger than that we felt free. L ran through the field screaming ‘I’m Free!’, G climbed to the top of this mound and shouted it.The Easter Bunny wasn’t put off by the caravan or the greyhound, he delivered.
I left my phone at home and had a much needed break from email and social media. I took two novels and a notebook. I devoured Just What Kind of Mother Are You by Paula Daly, maybe not the best book to read when trying to give your kids freedom to run wild. But still, a real page turner with a unexpected and perfect thriller ending. It also made me think a lot about modern parenthood.
More on that here.
On Easter Monday Mr A had to work, but the kids, cycled along the river with Max and i running behind and I treated myself to a Shandy in the pub beer garden while they played on the bouncy castle.
Sounds idyllic, but there were so many arguments, I think we all felt the end of the holiday approaching. It has been really hard juggling work and kids for two weeks, but that time together is so magical and so precious. I realised we have already had our caravan four years, where did that time go?
This morning I am breathing a sigh of relief, but missing their chaos madly.
Hope you managed to juggle all this Easter? Tea? Coffee?