My husband is an adventurer – I guess we all are, we love packing up and seeing new places, making new memories. Although I think maybe being the main childcare in our house I am a little more cautious and practical.
A couple of weeks ago my husband booked a spontaneous trip to Devon for a long weekend. Whist I knew a change of scenery would do us all the world of good my practical side kicked in – its almost a five hour drive for just a couple of days. We have a 12 week old baby and would need to take the baby’s steriliser, the crib, we would need to have multiple stops to feed him…..I was thinking of all these reasons not to go.
However we went of course and we had the best time. Yes all the reasons above were valid but didn’t stop us from enjoying ourselves. We went exploring the fishing village of Brixham, we done a Easter egg hunt in Green Way National Trust whilst also getting soaked in the rain. We stayed in in the holiday resort of Finlake which was really lovely. The girls went horse rising, bike riding, swimming in an outdoor pool and we paid a visit to Torquay which was beautiful.
A weekend of memories were made. Laughing when Daddy had to carry Mummy over a huge puddle, watching our brave girls horse riding for the first time, hiding under shelter catching the rain, splashing in the pool in the sunshine. It really was the best weekend. We are now heading home tired but smiling.
I love my husband for reminding me whats important, next time he books us a weekend away (which I hope is soon) instead of worrying about the obstacles I am going to be thinking of how much fun we can squeeze into it.