As I type this, I have just returned from 24 hour of pure bliss. My husband booked us a night in a gorgeous spa hotel and we basked in luxury for a day and a night.
We were like teenagers as we drove away with no car seats in the back of the car and were able to eject the Disney CD and have some music on that wasn’t out of a film or nursery rhyme. We were able to just stop off and have a wander round the shops to choose our lunch or pop into a shop if something caught our eye. It really is so easy to forget how such simple tasks take tripe the time with kids in tow.
We arrived at the incredibly beautiful New Hall Spa which is set in Sutton Coldfield, and instantly were wowed. It’s a beautiful old castle complete with gargoyles and a lily pad filled moat. We checked in and headed over to the spa which is in a separate building. The sun was shining and it was just so peaceful. We changed into our robes and headed off for a swim and steam room, before our pre-booked hour long full body massage.
I always forget just how amazing a massage is until the therapist starts and I melt away into heaven, vowing to start having them regularly. Is it just me that finds that 60 minutes in that bed seems like 10? Seriously, an hour watching Paw Patrol NEVER goes as fast as time in a spa.
We headed back to our beautiful room which overlooked magnificently manicured green lawns and flowers to freshen up. I was SO tempted to take a nap but we decided to head into the local town for a spot of shopping, something to eat and a few drinks. Despite being child free, the rock and roll lifestyle of kids meant that subliminally we ended up going back by about 8.30pm and I was so excited to whack on my PJs and sprawl in bed knowing that I wasn’t going to hear the patter of little monkeys climbing out of bed to cause some havoc.
I’d love to say I had an epic lie in but in reality, I woke at 6.30am and then managed to drop back off until about 8am. But believe me, that was heaven! I had an epic bath before room service breakfast brought us a feast. It felt so amazing to have someone BRING me breakfast that I hadn’t cooked.
We then headed to the Bull Ring and Grand Central to buy a few bits and then headed for home, 25 hours after we had left the kids with their Grandparents. In reality, it really wasn’t that long away but after a long and lonely summer holidays, it recharged the batteries for both my husband and I.
I moan a lot here about how hard it can be with him working away and having to look after the kids on my own, but realistically, he does an incredibly physical job. Most days he starts work at 7am and doesn’t finish til gone 6-7pm, plus added on 4-5hour drives there and home it really does take it’s toll. With him owning his own business too, mentally it is also draining. It was lovely to shut off our phones and just relax.
I always find to write and read posts like this, they often come across as “I can’t wait to get away from my kids!” No. I just think that we do need a break, from each other. They absolutely love having sleepovers and really enjoy it. It’s all about balance and I am grateful we get to have so much time together but also that a break is also an option on occasions.
So, time to plan the next one maybe?!