Well it was nice being a woman who spent time on herself for the weekend.
Back to real life with tired eyes and piggy tails because my hair is not practical in any way, shape or form. I am also a supremely white human being which is being highlighted daily with this dark hair. What was I thinking.
I'm currently sitting in front of the heater because I'm cold and my feet still hurt from dancing in heels. I haven't unpacked yet except for my tooth brush and I'm in some weird kind of limbo like my getaway was too fast and it never happened because I'm straight back to the reality of 3 boys with parent teacher interviews and car inspections, housework and brother battles.
Just yesterday I was eating foods almost too pretty to eat, without sharing them with little hands. I didn't look behind me when I walked and I left the hotel with only MY things in my handbag. Not a cookie or nappy wipe to be seen.
When I pulled up yesterday, there was a little face in the window with the hugest smile. I could read his lips 'Mummy's home.' By the time I got inside, I had all three boys hugging me and telling me about their weekend without me. I had a husband who kissed me like 'Please don't leave me again' and an arse grab that said 'I cannot wait to go to bed with you tonight.' I had such a great time away but coming home to my happy boys just wrapped the weekend up in a perfect red bow.
I am ridiculously lucky.
I have also realised just how much I swore while I was away and need to reign that in pretty fucking quick. #girlsweekend #stopswearing #getaway #mumlife #brunette