We’ve just returned from a lovely week away at Whinfell Center Parcs in Penrith. We’ve been holidaying here as a family since my sisters and I were small so I love that we’re carrying on this tradition with M. It’s hard to get together now we’re grown ups so we go as often as we can.
We booked plenty of activities before we got there to keep M busy and out of my hair for the week and we timed it perfectly as we were just in time to catch the Winter Wonderland without paying Christmas prices.
There’s so so much to do for little ones; we booked M in for a football class, football in the loosest sense of the word. It was 18 months plus so imagine them going up against the big guns, the 5 year olds. M can barely run without falling over never mind kick a ball but he had fun, kicked some cones and shit and I got to sit on a bench and drink coffee. If this is what it feels like to be a soccer mom I’ll sign him right up!
He also did the Christmas party which he absolutely loved; you have to just swallow your pride when you’re a parent because there was no way we were getting out of the Hokey Cokey. I hate taking him to groups with loads of kids and their parents. I’ve never ever felt comfortable at them. I hate small talk and I feel like they can tell I’m a fraud and not a real adult, plus I look about 12. People probably think I’m the child. Anyway he won a chocolate Santa and a balloon so he was very happy.
I feel constantly exhausted at the moment, M just won’t give me a minute to myself, he won’t have anyone else do anything for him so I never, ever stop when he’s with me. So Mr, my sister Jess and I took full advantage of three baby free hours and visited the Aqua Sana spa which was absolutely heavenly. I’m not very good at relaxing and unwinding, I get bored after half an hour and just want to chat so I’m surprised I enjoyed it so much. And it makes me anxious when I’m not with M incase he’s being difficult for someone else but he was in the safe hands of mama and aunty and they can hold their own so I really made the most of my break. I had a lovely swim in the outdoor pool and a nap on a giant bed, gorgeous. Only to meet M at the kids’ disco kicking off because some kid stepped on his Pringle. Chaos resumed.
We also managed to fit in swimming, adventure golf, badminton, pool and rollerskating. It was all go.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, there’s no such thing as a holiday with a toddler. You can’t relax like before, get pissed with everyone cos it takes two hours to get the baby to sleep after his sugar high and you’re up at half 6 every morning. But it’s so nice to get the family together, get some fresh air and a change of scenery. I ate so much and drank so much cider and hot chocolate I’m about 2 stone heavier. Sign of a good holiday! Read about how we do Center Parcs on a budget.
We had the best week and we can’t wait to go back!