Last weekend our little family returned home after being away on a FOUR WEEK HOLIDAY. We are beyond blessed to have been able to get away for so long. It was possible because it was a cost effective option; we stayed with my parents for half of it, then with them at the beach, and because we were only coordinating one lot of annual leave, though I'm sure Sam is now in negative leave-wise!
A four-week holiday is clearly going to be a massive treat for anyone. To me though, it was a daunting idea initially, as I've found that all "holidays" with a baby have been the opposite of restful, and have completely stressed me out and left me ragged and more exhausted than before. However, this was SO DIFFERENT.
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| She ate sand, and that's ok |
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| She didn't have sunblock on |
I have my parents to thank for this. They bent over backwards to accommodate us in order to ensure that it was smooth and that Georgia was able to basically stick to her normal daily patterns. They even kept a room clear for her, both at their house and at the beach so that we didn't have to sleep with her, and therefore actually did that (sleep). They learnt her "routine" and happily took care of her so that Sam and I could go off and do normal people things like swimming, walking, skiing, cafe-ing, shopping and what was such a huge break-through was that I learnt how to CHILL THE FLIP OUT again.
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| Beverages were had |
Hallelujah! I've had a massive realisation that I have been strung out like an overturned E string for approximately 11.5 months, and have probably been a terrible wife, sister, friend, daughter, daughter-in-law, etc etc. I feel like a different human and want to apologise to everyone I've been around. Cheers and here's to a more relaxed 2017!
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| Because she's cute and wasn't sure what was with the hot sand the first time |
