I don’t know about you but at this stage of the year, I start to feel tired. Really tired. Admittedly this year has been pretty full on, and with our house currently on the market life is pretty stressful. My domestic standards are usually pretty low so maintaining a showroom of a house is not easy. In fact it’s virtually impossible. Trying to keep an ordered and tidy house with three kids underfoot is pretty much the hardest thing I’ve had to do in my parenting tenure!! So, we decided to get out of the house and head down to my parents’ holiday house for four blissful days down at the beach. To my “sweet spot.”…
After a frantic end to 2014, we have enjoyed a slow and calm start to the new year. Let me tell you all about it, in stills.
A chance of scene helped us reset and recharge….
About a quarter of a century ago my parents wisely bought a holiday house in a very unique part of the world. I have written here about my love of this place. Growing up we spent every summer down at the beach and, for me, it represents everything that is good about childhood. It’s where coast meets country and the air is filled with the scent of pine and salt. It’s my “sweet spot”. It’s where I go to reset, recharge and refocus. It’s where I go to relax. It’s where I go to regift the experiences that my parents gave to me. It’s my happy place….
It is often said, amongst parents, that a holiday with young kids is a bit of a scam, with less of the relaxing part and more of the effort part. Whilst it’s true you need to redefine your expectations of a holiday when you have little ones, it’s possible to relax, reset and recharge. You just need to pick the right time, the right destination and have the right attitude. Two weeks ago I posted here about my hopes, fears and goals for this holiday. And the verdict is in.
Here are my top ten reasons in favour of holidaying with little ones, and why Noosa is the ideal destination….