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A Weekend Away

So, we took this little trip away recently for a communion. It was a weekend trip to the west of Ireland and we stayed overnight at a lodge. 

(Aiden looked super in his grey jacket (H&M), converse top (TKMax) black jeans (Next) and a pair of grey Nike trainers.)

It was one of those trips that you weren’t expecting to go well, but actually turned out so good. The place we booked was booked on a whim. Places were going fast and needed to make sure we had a place to stay. I basically booked the first place I came across. It was either that or we’d be facing a three hour journey there and back on the same day.

We started our journey at seven in the morning. It was raining, a lot (typical Irish weather), and we arrived just as mass was beginning. Aiden was good, but started to get upset and restless half way through. I took him outside for a little while to get some fresh air and a drink. He was fine after, so we went back inside.

After church we went to check into the lodge to drop off our bags and were surprised by how nice it was. We basically had our own apartment with separate rooms, our own miniature kitchen and an en-suite. The people running it were lovely and told us to help ourselves to anything we wanted.

 It was Aiden’s first stay in a hotel and I loved seeing how excited he was exploring his new surroundings. After dropping off our bags, we went for a meal with the family to celebrate the nephew making his communion. We had a three course meal and then Aiden had a blast playing with his cousins.

Unfortunately, when I got back to the hotel, I vomited. Trying to squeeze a three course meal into the same area as your very active baby doesn’t quite work out. 

The next morning, we had breakfast and decided to go for a walk along the beach after. We were heading back the same day, so we wanted to get as much fresh air and relaxing in as possible before the journey. The scenery was stunning, despite the overcast clouds. After the beach, we went to a cute little market and went to say goodbye to the family.

Now for the reason for this post. I didn’t actually realise how much I needed this weekend trip away. Everything has been hectic. My head has been full to the brim of anxious thoughts over things that need to be done before the baby arrives. I actually forgot what it was like to just take a breather and relax. And that’s what we did. We took a deep breath, we relaxed and it felt amazing. It put things back into perspective; that life is to be lived too.

So, a note to my future self:
Take more weekend trips away with your family. You’ll feel better.

Pinky promise.



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