Reality Check

Oh, what a wonderful time we had on our Inaugural Annual Girls Weekend Away! The old saying “Time flies when you’re having fun” definitely applied in this instance, the reality of motherhood has taken over from that relaxed and carefree feeling I had only 24 hours ago. As wonderful as the weekend was, it wasn’t all smooth sailing...

We arrived at the hotel after discussing on the journey that we would just sit in the spa, eat cheese and drink wine all night. Heaven!! We check in and go to our room, only to discover that they had given us the wrong room! We booked a penthouse suite with a rooftop terrace and spa but instead we got an ordinary (but still very flash) room with a spa bath. We went back to reception to try and sort it out, but to no avail. A long story short is that there was lots of heated discussion with the very dismissive and arrogant man who treated us like we were stupid and useless housewives. The only resolution reached was staying in the room we had arrived to with a refund of the difference and being given a bottle of champagne and a platter of food. It took us an hour or two, and a few glasses of wine, to get over this disappointment but we eventually did and went on to enjoy a fantastic weekend of drinking, laughing, relaxing and recharging the batteries.

The euphoria began to wear off yesterday when we were on our way home. I got a phone call from a very exhausted Mat pleading “How far away are you?” I told him about half an hour, to which he says “Sophie hasn’t had an afternoon nap, Elliott won’t go down for a sleep, he just keeps whinging and screaming at me. I haven’t even thought of what to do for dinner yet” blah blah blah. Inside, I was thinking suffer in your jocks, Mat.  I have to put up with this every day and you rarely come home early enough to help with any of the work to be done. Instead, I said “No worries, you’ll work out dinner and I’ll be home soon”. I am saving the suffer in your jocks argument for a time that it will benefit me J

Then this morning, the euphoria was completely gone and it was back down to business. I went to change Elliott’s nappy and when I came back out to the lounge room where Sophie was playing she froze. She looks up at me, glistening in the morning light with a very cheeky smile on her face. She had raided my handbag and found my lip balm. She then smeared said lip balm all over her face, arms, body, legs and the couch! Sigh. Welcome back, Mum J