Now before you even read this post, don’t get me wrong. I had an amazing holiday. Brilliant. See my summary and pictures here. It was truely ace so this is not by any means, a whine. I’ve been back about 4 weeks and I am already thinking about next year.
- Fast forward 3 hours and you have your child’s new bedtime. My gremlin was not sleeping until 10pm every night. At 6pm she was falling asleep in her pretty dress over Cbeebies (thank you Spanish hotel TV) so hubby and I thought fab! She’ll crash after food. No the second wind appears like my hubby’s bum after sprouts.
- Applying sun cream becomes a wrestling match and a full blown workout. When we went to Turkey last year, the gremlin was 9 months old. She wasn’t crawling and sun cream application was a doddle. At 21 months it’s a game of pin the toddler down!
- Naps are pathetic. I watched in awe and with rampant envy at a young lad sleep over 2 hours in his buggy by the pool. Forty-five minutes was a stretch for us all day, if we were lucky.
- Reading 2-3 books on holiday are a thing of the past. My gremlin’s attention span with anything is about 60 seconds so I would read a page. Put book down. Get up. Entertain/chase the gremlin. Pick book up. Repeat. On loop.
- Have you seen a toddler with PMT? I hadn’t either until this holiday. Excitement, chronically less sleep, the heat, you name it. It could have contributed to my gremlin’s crankiness. Her moods were legendary, her tears were endless and we had a couple of very challenging days. ANYTHING would have set her off.
- They may survive on a limited diet. Fruit and veg wasn’t eaten for days. Even her staples were refused. She survived on cheese toasties, egg, raisins, Weetabix (we brought from home), yoghurt, ice cream and milk. I think she is a secret dairy comfort eater!! Nothing you can do apart from ride it until home.
- They may be a wuss when it comes to swimming. It took my girl a good few days to get comfy with the water, despite a few swimming trips before we left. She would put one toe in at a time, shiver and repeat x10. We were very patient though and didn’t yank her in; tempted.
- You have to endure enjoy the “mini disco” every night. The hotel party for the minis. Same music every night, same songs, including my personal favourite of the Hokey Cokey, concluding with a giant stuffed parrot my daughter had a love/hate relationship with. Seriously though, her confidence increased massively as the week went on and I found myself blubbing away as she danced along, with the right moves (soppy).
- Shots should be the alcoholic beverage of choice. Not to get drunk but because it’s about as much time as you will have sat down in the evening before your darling is legging it, about to dive bomb down some stairs. That second wind is a force that can’t be reckoned with.
We had a blast!! Honestly and truly. I didn’t want to leave and would go away again in a heartbeat. No two years will ever be the same as your children grow and change. They will bring new challenges but also new surprises and amazing moments.